CORRIGER LES PAROLES

Paroles : Strain Your Memory (From Exile)

May the highways cross their fingers and hope
That we may one day find ourselves home
She sticks her head outside the passenger window
Sighs as traffic stops and goes
"It’s been two weeks now, living in this southern town
We hoped the change would change our restless minds
A little rewind to a simpler time"
I swear it’s temporary living in this cheap motel
Somewhere in the bible belt

We made love at that Mariеtta Motel 6
You fell asleep on my shoulder of commitmеnt
Took it as a sign everything would be fine
Sometimes it takes these kind of nights just to realize
How we want to spend the rest of our lives

Could a diamond in the rough ever be enough?
I've been mining for your love
Since the day that we met, I've spent every second
In your minefield digging it up