Letra de Travel - Club 8

I travel far, I am nowhere near
Anywhere I intended to go
So wake me up before the heart attack
This world has in store for me

Voices follow me home
Telling me I will go on
So I won't try to go home
I'm thinking here is nothing left to be done

She wasn't made to be anything
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She wasn't made to be anyone
Unlike her will, I'm scared of something real
These are the things that haunt me still

Voices follow me home
Telling me I will go on
So I won't try to go home
I'm thinking here is nothing left to be done