文本歌词

The Same Song - Susheela Raman
How many roads have I wondered
None and each my own
Behind me the bridges have crumbled
No question of return
Autumn leaves like discarded dreams
Trampled underneath a tide of careless feet
It's the same song playing
Everywhere I go
It's like an army marching right through me
Nowhere to go but the horizon
Where then will I call my home
Nowhere to go but the horizon
Where then will I call my home
Summer spent in the high grass
Or just fragments ransacked memories
Dark river snakes across this murky hall
Boatman sings his downstream melodies
Nowhere to go but the horizon
Where then will I call my home
Nowhere to go but the horizon
Where then will I call my home
How many roads have I wondered
None and each my own
Behind me the bridges have crumbled
Where then will I call my home
Where then will I call my home
Where then will I call my home
Where then will I call my home