live in a Geodesic Dome in the Forest of Dean, UK.
Previous peak charts position in subgenre #24
James Hollingsworth
James Hollingsworth
June 22, 2007
Straight in, One Saturday, wading in time
God knows I've nowhere to hide now, hide now
Lord, One Saturday, Lord, I'm too hard
Got it all wrong, I'm so wrong, I know, but
I'm trying hard.
I'm trying hard, and I'm rolling, rolling, back
Find a way back to the place where I belong.
I'm trying, trying, trying hard.
Trying hard, free and easy, saying I'm, saying I'm
Trying hard, free and easy, saying it, saying it
Would only matter when you say
Would only matter when you say
I'm trying hard, free and easy, saying I'm the way...
Ride the southern road
Ride us down the road
Summer night, free and easy...
Lady in time, oh, I can barely see the way now
Waiting around, for hours and hours and hours
I see the silent film, way down
Can't even blow the seed they've sown
I've been it, I've seen it, I run it, I feel it breathe
I'm waiting to believe...
And I see the way is gone,
Lord, One Saturday, Lord, I'm too far, have I gone too far?
I see it now, a way forward, we are out! We're in the clear!
Sing it out, real forward, bring it out, sing it out, shout
I only knew a way forward
Reaching out, far out again,
Now, One Saturday, eyes open wide
Got it all wrong, out so far, I know,
I'm going home.
Yes, I'm rolling, rolling back
Every step, three forward, only two back again
And I'm rolling, rolling back.
© JMWH August 2000