Tác giả : Chris Isaak
Người đăng : administrator, 13 năm trước
Well the moon is on the highway, darkness fills the sky.
As long as i keep driving, i know that i won't die.
And i'm gone, gone, gone.
Gone ridin'.
Well i broke up with my baby, told myself i won't cry.
Broke up with my baby, told myself a lie.
And i'm gone, gone, gone.
Gone ridin'.
Get gone cal.
Well the moon is on the highway, darkness fills the sky.
As long as i keep driving, i know that i won't die.
And i'm gone, gone, gone.
Gone ridin'.
Gone ridin'.