lost

Dinho Ouro Preto

Iââ?¬â?¢m all mixed up
and my heads is spinning round
Iââ?¬â?¢m walking
but my feet donââ?¬â?¢t touch the ground
Iââ?¬â?¢m packing my things
and Iââ?¬â?¢m leaving town
I can hear your voice
but I donââ?¬â?¢t like its sound

I wanna get lost
where I canââ?¬â?¢t be found

Iââ?¬â?¢m leaving
this desert where nothing grows
I never reach the bottom
is allways a little below
I might be moving
but its much to slow
where Iââ?¬â?¢m going
well I donââ?¬â?¢t know

I wanna get lost
Where I canââ?¬â?¢t be found

tired of being pushed and tossed around
Iââ?¬â?¢m packing my things and leaving town
tired of being pushed and tossed around

I wanna get lost
Where I canââ?¬â?¢t be found