Georgia کے بول

Highway travelling Got pointed west The sky above us is a pale blue and godless Morning in dallas, texas on a road that is blank and wide Well sometimes i just get so far away from georgia That i do not know the man behind my eyes And all i want is a taste of her affection And all i want is a minute of her time And i want her to feel the same when i'm calling out her name Like nothings ever changed when i come home Empty picture frames And confusing stares The space between her and me has been an ocean Guess a continent can stop us just as well And all i want is a taste of her affection And all i want is a minute of her time And i want her to feel the same when i'm calling out her name Like nothings ever changed when i come home