Motorcykel. Öken. Sol.
Vagabond
The streets are calling out for me
these bonds won't hold me down no more
my mind is ready to escape it
soaring free from all control
The sun is shining in my face
gives me all the will I need
to run away on restless feet
safe from all the burning greed
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Cast away, another town
passing by, neverending
spread my wings to never land
I am born a vagabond
Flying like the eagle
flying like the eagle
spread my wings to never land
I am born a vagabond
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Oh the road is broad and wide
passing into the unknown
will I ever understand it
endless fields of golden rye
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Cast away, another town
passing by, neverending
spread my wings to never land
I am born a vagabond
Flying like the eagle
flying like the eagle
spread my wings to never land
I am born a vagabond