Lyrics Luke James – Traveling
Text:
Oh but I wish I could get you to see
That if we love each other
If were patient with each other
If we bring back the compassion with each other
Get bigger and better and stronger and greater
Cause we were created to be blessed
Everywhere we go it’s a paradise
Looks like sunlight and blue skies ready to take off right
This feel in this hotel room is my ride
These Versace sheets might as well be my clouds
Up here where I hear my thoughts out loud
Open spaces don’t end
Wow!
And I won’t miss life on the ground
Can’t imagine not goin’ nowhere
They don’t want us to go
Oh no no
Oh, my golden brown skin is so rare
(Wow) Ohh
Feel that wind blowing through my good hair
Take me there
Traveling
Only want to go where you can take me
Traveling
There’s so much to see on the other side of a picture
I’m a drifter
I was wondering can you take me with ya?
Traveling
Everywhere we go is a paradise
Drift drift drifting away from here
Ooh ahh
Drift drift drifting away from here
(Mmm ahh)
Reality as we know it is dead
All in one night our seconds turn right into years
I see white lines, baby, you’ll understand
Ain’t no gravity
We don’t have to land
Open spaces don’t end
Wow!
And I won’t miss life on the ground
Can’t imagine not goin’ nowhere
They don’t want us to go
Oh na na
Oh our golden brown skin is so rare
Ohhh
Feel that wind blowing through our good hair
Take me there
Traveling
(Ooh ahh)
Only want to go where you can take me
Traveling
(Alright)
There’s so much to see on the other side of a picture
I’m a drifter
I was wondering can you take me with ya?
Traveling
(Alright)
Everywhere we go is a paradise
Cause when we sittin’ on the couch
We venture from the south
When you in my arms Australia
It just ain’t word of mouth
Amsterdam is when we roll up and we smoke out
And chill
Ice cold under my arms we in Sweden on a real
Or in Hawaii on a hill
Or a mountain by the Ville
Paris for the summer
Or rainfalls in Brazil
We’ll do Cuba for the future
Or India for kamasutra
DR for the weekend
Jamaica wit a cooler
On the beach
I feel like love the only language we should speak
If this is Africa I’m your king and you my queen
By land that’s in between
Bought a yacht and cause a scene
Somewhere close to Medellin
China walk the wall
Japan for a fling
Mount Olympus in the clouds
Is where I chisel out your ring
The tombs of the pyramids
I paint between the seams
A love that went farther than bike cars and spaceships
With high beams
Traveling
Traveling
Traveling
I’m a drifter
I’m a drifter
I’m drifter
