Where's my piece of mind
Somewhere in New Orleans, I've
Taken to the everlasting wondering
People pass me by; and never recognize
All the loneliness that I have within
If I could write a song
About my life; it wouldn't be too long
All these images, go black and white
But, if I look ahead; I see colors in the glare
That the rear-view mirror stares back at me
Where do you come from
Thought; where do you come from
Why do I think of times when I was young
Where do you come from
Thought; where do you come from
Oh, when I look back I'll see you again
Take that ole stroll with me down memory lane
Do you see it too
Those trees, the breeze, the autumn leaves
The new life that breathes in me
The rubbage left out on that curb
I will sell myself; to the older me
Just to be your ending
Cause where you end, is where I begin
Where do you come from
Thought; where do you come from
Why do I think of times when I was young
Where do you come from
Thought; where do you come from
Oh, when I look back I'll see you again
Oh, when I look back I'll see you again
Where Do You Come From? Video (MV)
Kyle Simon Pierce - Where Do You Come From? Lyrics
We currently do not have these lyrics.
If you would like to submit them, please use the form below.
We currently do not have these lyrics.
If you would like to submit them, please use the form below.
Where's my piece of mind
Somewhere in New Orleans, I've
Taken to the everlasting wondering
People pass me by; and never recognize
All the loneliness that I have within
If I could write a song
About my life; it wouldn't be too long
All these images, go black and white
But, if I look ahead; I see colors in the glare
That the rear-view mirror stares back at me
Where do you come from
Thought; where do you come from
Why do I think of times when I was young
Where do you come from
Thought; where do you come from
Oh, when I look back I'll see you again
Take that ole stroll with me down memory lane
Do you see it too
Those trees, the breeze, the autumn leaves
The new life that breathes in me
The rubbage left out on that curb
I will sell myself; to the older me
Just to be your ending
Cause where you end, is where I begin
Where do you come from
Thought; where do you come from
Why do I think of times when I was young
Where do you come from
Thought; where do you come from
Oh, when I look back I'll see you again
Oh, when I look back I'll see you again
Somewhere in New Orleans, I've
Taken to the everlasting wondering
People pass me by; and never recognize
All the loneliness that I have within
If I could write a song
About my life; it wouldn't be too long
All these images, go black and white
But, if I look ahead; I see colors in the glare
That the rear-view mirror stares back at me
Where do you come from
Thought; where do you come from
Why do I think of times when I was young
Where do you come from
Thought; where do you come from
Oh, when I look back I'll see you again
Take that ole stroll with me down memory lane
Do you see it too
Those trees, the breeze, the autumn leaves
The new life that breathes in me
The rubbage left out on that curb
I will sell myself; to the older me
Just to be your ending
Cause where you end, is where I begin
Where do you come from
Thought; where do you come from
Why do I think of times when I was young
Where do you come from
Thought; where do you come from
Oh, when I look back I'll see you again
Oh, when I look back I'll see you again
Writer: Kyle Pierce
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid