Radical Face
Names
As the warmth of the sun leaves my back, and these bruise colored skies turn to black, none of these faces look the same, and not a one knows my name, oh I am a long way from home. This road is now my only friend, it welcomes the through straights and through bends, but no matter how long I stay, it'll never know my name, oh I am a long way from home. Oh I am a long way from home.
From Letras Mania