A bag full of stories, all I have got But I'm not onhappy, oh no I am not Live out of a suitcase, but i it a lot A bag full of stories, all I have got
A bag of stories, it's all I can give I a sink, 'cause that's how I live Maybe we'll it, maybe we won't But as long as I play, I care if we don't
A bag full of stories, tears of my in music, my way to survive You may my money, oh yes take it all But you can't get my spirit, my and soul
She give me back the key to my front Another girl said goodbye, never one for sure I bought her presents, I know that it's bad I fought on the road, report was all she get
From sidney to rome, my all alone I'm waiting, I'm L.A. to colone, my mind's all alone I'm waiting, I'm waiting to catch the bus
A bag of stories, it's all I have got But I'm not onhappy, oh no I am not out of a suitcase, but i like it a lot A bag full of stories, all I have got
My social sucks, and I'm to blame I'm married to music, say that's a shame It takes me to places, no tourist will And even if I don't the time, I'll forever remind
From to rome, my mind's all alone I'm waitin', I'm From L.A. to colone, my mind's all I'm waitin', I'm
From sidney to rome, my all alone I'm waitin', I'm From L.A. to colone, my mind's all I'm waitin', I'm waitin' ... to catch the bus To catch the bus