Back to the Country by My Dreamz Lyrics
[My Dreamz]
I fell in love with money
I fell in love with fame
Oh, the things that I've done so they'd know my name
I fell in love with materialism
I fell in love with a dream
Everything is not always as it seems
It's so loud in the city
And it doesn't feel like home
So alone in a shell of designer clothes
From Melrose down to Sunset
I'm wondering where my life went
Wrong, whoa oh oh
Just sitting at the bus stop
I got an old man telling me what's what
He says I should go home
Going back, back to the country
Wherе I found my heart
Hollywood but I never could see thе stars
Going back, back to the country
Where I found my heart
New York City but I never could see the stars
I miss the crickets, I miss the bees
I miss the birds singing in the trees
I miss the sound of the breeze
Blowing through the leaves
I miss you, I miss home
I'd rather be doing nothing, just growing old
Baby, I'm coming home
I fell in love with you girl
I pulled back up on your street
We picked up where we left of
Never missed a beat
Vacation out in Cali
I remember those days
I look at the stars and tell you
"That could have been my name."
In the restaurant wearing sock and sandals
Laughing about how we got no manners
Somebody come take us back to the sticks
Just sitting at the bus stop
Got an old man telling us what's what
He says we should go home
Going back, back to the country
Where I found my heart
Hollywood but I never could see the stars
Going back, back to the country
Where I found my heart
New York City but I never could see the stars
I miss the crickets, I miss the bees
I miss the birds singing in the trees
I miss the sound of the breeze
Blowing through the leaves
I miss you, I miss home
I'd rather be doing nothing, just growing old
Baby, I'm coming home
I fell in love with money
I fell in love with fame
Oh, the things that I've done so they'd know my name
I fell in love with materialism
I fell in love with a dream
Everything is not always as it seems
It's so loud in the city
And it doesn't feel like home
So alone in a shell of designer clothes
From Melrose down to Sunset
I'm wondering where my life went
Wrong, whoa oh oh
Just sitting at the bus stop
I got an old man telling me what's what
He says I should go home
Going back, back to the country
Wherе I found my heart
Hollywood but I never could see thе stars
Going back, back to the country
Where I found my heart
New York City but I never could see the stars
I miss the crickets, I miss the bees
I miss the birds singing in the trees
I miss the sound of the breeze
Blowing through the leaves
I miss you, I miss home
I'd rather be doing nothing, just growing old
Baby, I'm coming home
I fell in love with you girl
I pulled back up on your street
We picked up where we left of
Never missed a beat
Vacation out in Cali
I remember those days
I look at the stars and tell you
"That could have been my name."
In the restaurant wearing sock and sandals
Laughing about how we got no manners
Somebody come take us back to the sticks
Just sitting at the bus stop
Got an old man telling us what's what
He says we should go home
Going back, back to the country
Where I found my heart
Hollywood but I never could see the stars
Going back, back to the country
Where I found my heart
New York City but I never could see the stars
I miss the crickets, I miss the bees
I miss the birds singing in the trees
I miss the sound of the breeze
Blowing through the leaves
I miss you, I miss home
I'd rather be doing nothing, just growing old
Baby, I'm coming home