Albert Hammond - Half A Million Miles From Home текст песни

Sitting by a lonely Kansas road
A car goes rushing by At the rate of one an hour
Want a lift into the nearest town
And judging by the sky
We’re heading for a shower
I’m a half a million miles from home
Hey there, man, don’t step upon the gas
There’s room enough inside
And I’m very tired of walking
I don’t wanna do you any harm
I just wanna get a ride
And I’m very good at talking
I’m a half a million miles from home
Now the telegraph begins to hum
There’s a message on the wire
An electric conversation
«Well, ain’t that life», I’m saying to myself
«There's an awful lot of words
But there’s no communication.»
I’m a half a million miles from home
I’m a half a million miles from home
I’m a half a million miles from home…