Glory Bound Songtext
von The Grahams
Glory Bound Songtext
Wish I hadn′t done the things I did when I was young
All the little tablets I melted on my tongue
All the stupid arguments, the banners that I hung
Lord, I wish I'd never done the things I did when I was young
Wish I′d never spent a night in Barstow on the flats
Wish I'd never spent a dime on menthol cigarettes
Wish I hadn't written my rebellion on my lung
Lord, I wish I′d never done the things I did when I was young
But sometimes I need to put the hammer down
This heart may bleed, but it still gets me ′round
These engines whine, where my pistons pound
Whine, this train is glory bound
Wish I'd never majored in caffeine and solitude
Wish I′d never let them see my nasty attitude
Wish I could revoke all the insults that I flung
Lord, I wish I'd never done the things I did when I was young
But sometimes I need to put the hammer down
This heart may bleed, but it still gets me ′round
These engines whine, where my pistons pound
Whine, this train is glory bound
Now and then I think about the boy I left back home
Think about the way we used to linger on the phone
Think about the night I told him I'd be back before too long
Lord, I wish I′d never done the things I did when I was young
But sometimes I need to put the hammer down
This heart may bleed, but it still gets me 'round
These engines whine, where my pistons pound
Whine, this train is glory bound
Whine, this train is glory bound
All the little tablets I melted on my tongue
All the stupid arguments, the banners that I hung
Lord, I wish I'd never done the things I did when I was young
Wish I′d never spent a night in Barstow on the flats
Wish I'd never spent a dime on menthol cigarettes
Wish I hadn't written my rebellion on my lung
Lord, I wish I′d never done the things I did when I was young
But sometimes I need to put the hammer down
This heart may bleed, but it still gets me ′round
These engines whine, where my pistons pound
Whine, this train is glory bound
Wish I'd never majored in caffeine and solitude
Wish I′d never let them see my nasty attitude
Wish I could revoke all the insults that I flung
Lord, I wish I'd never done the things I did when I was young
But sometimes I need to put the hammer down
This heart may bleed, but it still gets me ′round
These engines whine, where my pistons pound
Whine, this train is glory bound
Now and then I think about the boy I left back home
Think about the way we used to linger on the phone
Think about the night I told him I'd be back before too long
Lord, I wish I′d never done the things I did when I was young
But sometimes I need to put the hammer down
This heart may bleed, but it still gets me 'round
These engines whine, where my pistons pound
Whine, this train is glory bound
Whine, this train is glory bound
Writer(s): Bryan Mccann, Douglas Graham, Alyssa Graham Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

