Текст песни Chris Trapper - Cost Of Constant Traveling

Pack up your wedding gown
Elvis just left the town
It was no secret he was crazy
It was just about the worst time to cave in
Must have been another wrong guy, that's no sin
And you were on the outside, looking in
At the king of love's unraveling
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Going on a solo trip
The backpack strapped across your hip
But every old brick building looks amazing
And suddenly a strange eye asks you in
Like a stranger to your own mind, you step in
Cut caution to the new life you begin
To feel the joy in traveling
Where you go, there you are
Hanging low or high above a star
There you are, again
Yeah, yeah, yeah

It's been ten years since then
I barely remember when
I parked my car up on your curbside
He was loosening a silk tie as he walked in
You could hear a little kid cry like the wind
And I was on the outside looking in
At the cost of constant traveling
Where you go, there you are
Hanging low or high above a star
There you are, again
Where you go, there you are
Hanging low or high above a star
There you are, again
Yeah, yeah, yeah