20 acessos
G G7
It's knowing that your door is always open
G Am
and your path is free to walk,
Am7
that makes me tend to leave my sleeping bag
D7 G
rolled up and stashed behind your couch.
G
And it's knowing I'm not shackled
G7
by forgotten words and bonds
G Am
and the ink stains that have dried if on some line,
Am7
that keeps you in the backroads
G
by the rivers of my mem'ry
Am D7 G
that keeps you ever gentle on my mind..