Testo Saint Christopher - Mariachi El Bronx
Testo della canzone Saint Christopher (Mariachi El Bronx), tratta dall'album Música Muerta, Vol. 2
All my life I've been walking
Eyes wide open and talking
Don't be nervous for me
And my makeshift life
Oh darling I'll be alright
All my life I've been guessing
Pulling straws and confessing
Don't be nervous for me
I've got to be free
My legs are tired
And all that I see are monuments made of stone
My heart's possessed it needs to rest
Saint Christopher carry me home
Carry me home
Carry me home
Young and old get caught staring
Past and present comparing
Don't be nervous for me
And my mental health
Concentrate on yourself
There's an answer I swear it
Find the answer and share it
Don't be nervous for me
I've got to be free
Cause nothing and no one can sway my devotion
From the rooftops of heaven to floors of the ocean
My legs are tired
And all that I see are monuments made of stone
My heart's possessed it needs to rest
Saint Christopher carry me home
Carry me home
Carry me home
Carry me home
But nothing and no one can sway my devotion
From the rooftops of heaven to floors of the ocean
But nothing and no one can sway my devotion
From the rooftops of heaven to floors of the ocean
My legs are tired
And all that I see are monuments made of stone
My heart's possessed it needs to rest
Saint Christopher carry me home
My legs are tired
And all that I see are monuments made of stone
My heart's possessed it needs to rest
Saint Christopher carry me home
Carry me home
Carry me home
Carry me home
Credits
Writer(s): Jorma Vik, Matt Caughthran, Ken Horne, Keith Douglas, Brad Magers, Ray Suen, Joby Ford, Vince Hidalgo
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