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Lyrics: Gayngs. The Walker.

I've been walking for days
I wore out my shoes
There's a dust storm approaching
And everything will change

And I'm tied to you
Baby I'm on my way

I'm jumping over fences
I'm taking baths in rain (?)
I'm not worrying about sleeping
Until I see your face

There's a dust storm approaching
And everything will change
I'm tied to you
Baby I'm on my way
I'm on my way
I'm on my way
I'm on my way

They say time will bring us hell
And there's nothing you could do
But I'm tired of living a memory
So I'm walking to you
I'm walking...
I'm walking...

Baby I'm on my way