Thomas dybdahl

Life here is gold

Thomas dybdahl
I travelled too far
To reach for the golden shrine, the evening star

But no matter where you are
You long for mama's food and daddy's car

Home is how the word is spelt
And belonging is the feeling felt

No matter where you go you'll always be a part
A thousand miles and I'm home

Take me back rolling
I have friends to see
Maybe I'm old
Life here is gold

Take me back safe
I have friends to see
Maybe I'm old
Life here is gold

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