| Song | Land Called Home |
| Artist | Jim White |
| Album | Drill a Hole In That Substrate and Tell Me What You See |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作词 : White | |
| Though the world is sleeping, my eyes are open. | |
| Yet it's me that's dreaming that | |
| I'm flying over mountaintops. | |
| I am crossing an ocean where at the end | |
| I see, I see a beautiful far away land called home. | |
| And them stars they sure are pretty, and while | |
| I do admire the distance their light, it travels, to shine down on me... still | |
| I would go further than the furthest star shine... just to find myself walking in a beautiful faraway land called home. | |
| Wanna find myself walking in a beautiful faraway land called home. | |
| And you can take all the money in all of the banks. | |
| You can take all the fame in | |
| Hollywood. | |
| You can take all the pretty girls in | |
| Paris, France. | |
| You can take my own name if you think it'll do you some good. | |
| You can take all them things that perish, and you can throw them all right in the sea. ' | |
| Cause ain't but only one thing that matters. | |
| Ain't but only one jewel in this world. | |
| Ain't but only one feeling of all of life's feeling that | |
| I wanna feel. | |
| That is the feeling of a beautiful far away land called home |
| zuo ci : White | |
| Though the world is sleeping, my eyes are open. | |
| Yet it' s me that' s dreaming that | |
| I' m flying over mountaintops. | |
| I am crossing an ocean where at the end | |
| I see, I see a beautiful far away land called home. | |
| And them stars they sure are pretty, and while | |
| I do admire the distance their light, it travels, to shine down on me... still | |
| I would go further than the furthest star shine... just to find myself walking in a beautiful faraway land called home. | |
| Wanna find myself walking in a beautiful faraway land called home. | |
| And you can take all the money in all of the banks. | |
| You can take all the fame in | |
| Hollywood. | |
| You can take all the pretty girls in | |
| Paris, France. | |
| You can take my own name if you think it' ll do you some good. | |
| You can take all them things that perish, and you can throw them all right in the sea. ' | |
| Cause ain' t but only one thing that matters. | |
| Ain' t but only one jewel in this world. | |
| Ain' t but only one feeling of all of life' s feeling that | |
| I wanna feel. | |
| That is the feeling of a beautiful far away land called home |
| zuò cí : White | |
| Though the world is sleeping, my eyes are open. | |
| Yet it' s me that' s dreaming that | |
| I' m flying over mountaintops. | |
| I am crossing an ocean where at the end | |
| I see, I see a beautiful far away land called home. | |
| And them stars they sure are pretty, and while | |
| I do admire the distance their light, it travels, to shine down on me... still | |
| I would go further than the furthest star shine... just to find myself walking in a beautiful faraway land called home. | |
| Wanna find myself walking in a beautiful faraway land called home. | |
| And you can take all the money in all of the banks. | |
| You can take all the fame in | |
| Hollywood. | |
| You can take all the pretty girls in | |
| Paris, France. | |
| You can take my own name if you think it' ll do you some good. | |
| You can take all them things that perish, and you can throw them all right in the sea. ' | |
| Cause ain' t but only one thing that matters. | |
| Ain' t but only one jewel in this world. | |
| Ain' t but only one feeling of all of life' s feeling that | |
| I wanna feel. | |
| That is the feeling of a beautiful far away land called home |