I on the road, despite the holiday, The winter green daydream, softly collided, Took all headaches away,
When did I arrive? I don’t recall ever leaving Why do I hate the dark when I’m alone? I was on my to a brighter day, I’m still chasing around, But somehow believe that this is home, It’s so good to be home,
was on the ground, when I recall the day, That my discomposure, left me forever, It sweps all my troubles
When did I arrive? I don’t ever leaving Alaska. Why do I hate the dark when I’m alone? I was on my way to brighter day, I’m still chasing around, But somehow I believe that this is home, It’s so to be home,