No Roots

 

I like digging holes and hiding things inside them

When I grow old I hope I won't forget to find them

'Cause, I've got memories and travel like gypsies in the night

 

I build a home and wait for someone to tear it down

Then pack it up in boxes, head for the next town running

'Cause, I've got memories and travel like gypsies in the night

 

[Pre-Chorus]

And a thousand times I've seen this road

A thousand times

 

[Chorus x2]

I've got no roots

But my home was never on the ground

I've got no roots

But my home was never on the ground

I've got no ro-o-o-o-ots

I've got no roots

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