You have this, funny way of making
The darkness, in a situation
Take flight, and feel right
You have this, brilliant way of showing
Your kindness, and you don't even know
It's so bright, a gold mine
The darkness, in a situation
Take flight, and feel right
You have this, brilliant way of showing
Your kindness, and you don't even know
It's so bright, a gold mine
How do you do what you do?
You're on a crowded city pavement, flooded with rain
You see a sick dancefloor, and it's calling your name
Hey! Oh yeah
To you there's no such thing as a dead end street
It's all about a part of, how you gotta follow your dreams
Hey! Oh yeah
Oh, looking down an unpaved road
Everyone else sees dirt but you see gold
You see a sick dancefloor, and it's calling your name
Hey! Oh yeah
To you there's no such thing as a dead end street
It's all about a part of, how you gotta follow your dreams
Hey! Oh yeah
Oh, looking down an unpaved road
Everyone else sees dirt but you see gold
It's Monday, and we're stuck in traffic
I complain, I say I've nearly had it
You hear and you smile
My world spins, you're like my gravity
Pull me in, towards my sanity
You clear, my sky
I complain, I say I've nearly had it
You hear and you smile
My world spins, you're like my gravity
Pull me in, towards my sanity
You clear, my sky
How do you do what you do?
You're on a crowded city pavement, flooded with rain
You see a sick dancefloor, and it's calling your name
Hey! Oh yeah
To you there's no such thing as a dead end street
It's all about a part of, how you gotta follow your dreams
Hey! Oh yeah
Oh, looking down an unpaved road
Everyone else sees dirt but you see gold
You see a sick dancefloor, and it's calling your name
Hey! Oh yeah
To you there's no such thing as a dead end street
It's all about a part of, how you gotta follow your dreams
Hey! Oh yeah
Oh, looking down an unpaved road
Everyone else sees dirt but you see gold
Whoa-oh-oh-ohhh, whoa-oh-oh-ohhh
Whoa-oh-oh-ohhh whoa-oh-oh-ohhh
Whoa-oh-oh-ohhh, whoa-oh-oh-ohhh
Whoa-oh-oh-ohh-ohhh
Whoa-oh-oh-ohhh whoa-oh-oh-ohhh
Whoa-oh-oh-ohhh, whoa-oh-oh-ohhh
Whoa-oh-oh-ohh-ohhh
You're on a crowded city pavement, flooded with rain
You see a sick dancefloor, and it's calling your name, e-hey!
You see a sick dancefloor, and it's calling your name, e-hey!
You're on a crowded city pavement, flooded with rain
You see a sick dancefloor, and it's calling your name
Hey! Oh yeah
To you there's no such thing as a dead end street
It's all about a part of, how you gotta follow your dreams
Hey! Oh yeah
You see a sick dancefloor, and it's calling your name
Hey! Oh yeah
To you there's no such thing as a dead end street
It's all about a part of, how you gotta follow your dreams
Hey! Oh yeah
Oh, looking down an unpaved road
Everyone else sees dirt
Oh looking down an unpaved road
Where I see dirt, you see gold
Everyone else sees dirt
Oh looking down an unpaved road
Where I see dirt, you see gold
Cartwheels
- Carry You Home
- Almost Easy
- Material
- Cartwheels
- Guilty Flowers
- Lose Me
- Good On You
- When It's Not Me
- Boomerang
- Dirt and Gold
- Where the Sky Is
- Proof
- Who I'm Not
- Safe
Ward Thomas texty
- 1. Carry You Home
- 2. Guilty Flowers
- 3. Lie Like Me
- 4. Cartwheels
- 5. No Filter
- 6. Try
- 7. The Blower's Daughter (or..
- 8. Way Back When
- 9. Don't Be a Stranger (feat..
- 10. Where the Sky Is