Ah, for the glens are lyin bare,
And the wee bit farm deserted,
And the woods of Germany,
Grows in rows o er the broken hearted.
Black is the wood on the roofance was braw
But blacker still is your heart, Victoria,
It was me on the road
But you couldn t see me
Too many lights out,
But nowhere near here
It was me on the road
Still you couldn t see me
And the flashlights and explosions
Roads and getting nearer
We cover distance but not...
I was looking in the Mirror
Trying to Find
A new reflection
Wanna take the road
Less traveled in
A different direction
Make some new mistakes
Forget the ones I ve made
Cry some tears of joy
Dress more like a boy.
[Chorus:]
And come back as a blonde
Try a different lipstick on
As a blonde
Will I get whatever I want
Ill be...
As I went a-walking in the North Country,
Down by Kirby Steven I happened for to be,
As I was a-walking up and down the street,
A pretty little buy-a-broom I chanced to meet.
chorus:
For she was right, I was tight, everybody has their way,
It was the lish young buy-a-broom that led me astray....
