كلمات Alaska

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