Onto Something Songtext
von Merlyn Driver
Onto Something Songtext
Well I′m climbing high mountains, trying to get home
I'm climbing high mountains, trying to get home
I′m climbing high mountains, I'm climbing high mountains
Climbing high mountains trying to get home
And I'm having hard trials, trying to get home
I′m having hard trials, trying to get home
I′m having hard trials, I'm having hard trials
Having hard trials, trying to get home
And sometimes I feel that I′m just rolling on the ocean
Sometimes I feel that I'm just rolling on the ocean
Other times I think I might be onto something
I′m at the edge of stillness, trying to get home
I'm at the edge of stillness, trying to get home
I′m at the edge of stillness, where the outside moves inwards
Trying to get home
And when the truth is bitter
When it's bitter at the start
Still it can turn out sweet, sweet by the end
Drop the mirror, let the summit pass
When the truth is bitter
When it's bitter at the start
Still it can turn out sweet, sweet by the end
Drop the mirror, let the summit pass
And sometimes I feel that I′m just rolling on the ocean
Sometimes I feel that I′m just rolling on the ocean
Other times I think I might be onto something
Sometimes I feel that I'm just rolling on the ocean
Sometimes I feel that I′m just rolling on the ocean
Other times I think I might be onto something
(and now I think I'm onto something...)
I'm climbing high mountains, trying to get home
I′m climbing high mountains, I'm climbing high mountains
Climbing high mountains trying to get home
And I'm having hard trials, trying to get home
I′m having hard trials, trying to get home
I′m having hard trials, I'm having hard trials
Having hard trials, trying to get home
And sometimes I feel that I′m just rolling on the ocean
Sometimes I feel that I'm just rolling on the ocean
Other times I think I might be onto something
I′m at the edge of stillness, trying to get home
I'm at the edge of stillness, trying to get home
I′m at the edge of stillness, where the outside moves inwards
Trying to get home
And when the truth is bitter
When it's bitter at the start
Still it can turn out sweet, sweet by the end
Drop the mirror, let the summit pass
When the truth is bitter
When it's bitter at the start
Still it can turn out sweet, sweet by the end
Drop the mirror, let the summit pass
And sometimes I feel that I′m just rolling on the ocean
Sometimes I feel that I′m just rolling on the ocean
Other times I think I might be onto something
Sometimes I feel that I'm just rolling on the ocean
Sometimes I feel that I′m just rolling on the ocean
Other times I think I might be onto something
(and now I think I'm onto something...)
Writer(s): Merlyn David Driver Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

