Constance Amiot Oakwood Drive
Feel the moon on the left
Take a turn on your right
Twisting road feel the edge
Shifting words on your mind
Pass the yards and the stars
And that look in your eyes
Bring me home
Feel that turn, shift again
Make a move on your side
Drifting plains all around
Make it swirl into light
Bring me hoooome, bring me home, on Oakwood drive
Bring me hoooome, bring me home, on Oakwood drive
And i will drive away, from the old river drive
And i will keep the faith, with you inside
And i will bring you home, bring me home
Bring me hoooome, bring me home, on Oakwood drive
