Once in a While Songtext
von Fiddler’s Green
Once in a While Songtext
I go to someone′s house late at night
I need no rest for my head, need an escape from the light
I sleep all day and I dance through the night
I try to fight all the devils inside
I'm on the streets and in the clubs here in town
Don′t wanna miss all the places being turned upside down
I love this feeling and I love my old town
I'm a part of it, I'm a guy of renown
Once in a while the road is steep and narrow winding
Once in a while I play the game not knowing what I′m really doin′
But when I listen to the sound to get my feet back on the ground
It's the sound that keeps me going another mile
I won′t miss a single phone call today
My home is not made for any overnight stay
I leave this house and I cut my own way
I can't be stopped, ′cause I refuse to obey
The dance floor's packed, it′s a treat for the eyes
Tonight I do ignore compromise
I'm sick of all that cheat and disguise
I won't accept any well-meaning lies
I like to roam and to act a bit weird
I won′t put off my plans, ′cause I live now and here
So search for me, when I fail to appear
And bring good news and a sixpack of beer
I need no rest for my head, need an escape from the light
I sleep all day and I dance through the night
I try to fight all the devils inside
I'm on the streets and in the clubs here in town
Don′t wanna miss all the places being turned upside down
I love this feeling and I love my old town
I'm a part of it, I'm a guy of renown
Once in a while the road is steep and narrow winding
Once in a while I play the game not knowing what I′m really doin′
But when I listen to the sound to get my feet back on the ground
It's the sound that keeps me going another mile
I won′t miss a single phone call today
My home is not made for any overnight stay
I leave this house and I cut my own way
I can't be stopped, ′cause I refuse to obey
The dance floor's packed, it′s a treat for the eyes
Tonight I do ignore compromise
I'm sick of all that cheat and disguise
I won't accept any well-meaning lies
I like to roam and to act a bit weird
I won′t put off my plans, ′cause I live now and here
So search for me, when I fail to appear
And bring good news and a sixpack of beer
Writer(s): Bud Green, Michael Edwards Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com