(words & music by j. hartford) It’s knowin’ that your door is always open And your path is free to walk That makes me tend to leave my sleeping bag Rolled up and stashed behind your couch. And it’s knowing I’m not shackled By forgotten words and bonds And the ink stains that have dried […]
(words & music by j. hartford) It’s knowin’ that your door is always open And you path is free to walk That makes me tend to keep my sleeping bag rolled up And stashed behind your couch It’s knowin’ i’m not shackled By forgotten words and bonds And the heat stains that have dried up […]
(words & music by j. hartford) It’s knowin’ that your door is always open And you path is free to walk That makes me tend to keep my sleeping bag rolled up And stashed behind your couch It’s knowin’ i’m not shackled By forgotten words and bonds And the heat stains that have dried up […]
(words & music by j. hartford) It’s knowin’ that your door is always open And you path is free to walk That makes me tend to keep my sleeping bag rolled up And stashed behind your couch It’s knowin’ i’m not shackled By forgotten words and bonds And the heat stains that have dried up […]