by Greg Lee with 3 Brave Woodsmen
Got an itch, in my shoe, wind scratchin' the door In my ear I hear the hum of a different shore Gotta take a little trip, gonna make a new scene It's a magical world, do you know what I mean? I'll stash my map in the radio By sunrise I'm gonna be Half a world away, speaking words I've never spoken Half a world away, gliding over distant oceans But as the shadows grow, suddenly I long for home Reminded that it's just the break of day Half a world away Gonna meet an old friend in Abu Dhabi In Lapland I'll bake in the midnight sun Gonna eat ceviche on the beach of the Baja Gonna dance an Irish reel wh when I'm done The 3 Brave Woodsmen are on the run I think they're following me Half a world away, dreaming words I've never spoken Half a world away, gliding over distant oceans But as the shadows grow, suddenly I long for home Reminded that it's just the break of day Half a world away. Half a world away, dreaming words I've never spoken Half a world away, gliding over distant oceans But as the shadows grow, suddenly I long for home Reminded that it's just the break of day Half a world away.