Carolina
I seem to understand you now
Why you want to get away
And all the brown colors mix with the pale yellow ones
And it makes me ache
I want the Carolina James told me from my childhood
And all the while, mom sang along, I knew she understood
That all of us need to go where we can be heard
And I know my time has come
I think my time has come
Maybe my time frame's getting blurred
I took a flight to Los Angeles
And everyone put on a show
And I don't want that either, God, not at all
But I don't really know
I want the Carolina James told mе from my childhood
And all the while, mom sang along, I knew shе understood
That all of us need to go where we can be heard
And I know my time has come
I think my time has come
Maybe my time frame's getting blurred
I want the Carolina James told me from my childhood
And every time mom sang along, it's like she understood
That all of us need to go where we can be heard
How all of us need to go where we can be heard
How all of us need to go where we can be heard
And I know my time has come
I think my time has come
Maybe my time frame's getting blurred
Why you want to get away
And all the brown colors mix with the pale yellow ones
And it makes me ache
I want the Carolina James told me from my childhood
And all the while, mom sang along, I knew she understood
That all of us need to go where we can be heard
And I know my time has come
I think my time has come
Maybe my time frame's getting blurred
I took a flight to Los Angeles
And everyone put on a show
And I don't want that either, God, not at all
But I don't really know
I want the Carolina James told mе from my childhood
And all the while, mom sang along, I knew shе understood
That all of us need to go where we can be heard
And I know my time has come
I think my time has come
Maybe my time frame's getting blurred
I want the Carolina James told me from my childhood
And every time mom sang along, it's like she understood
That all of us need to go where we can be heard
How all of us need to go where we can be heard
How all of us need to go where we can be heard
And I know my time has come
I think my time has come
Maybe my time frame's getting blurred
Credits
Writer(s): Andrea Kristine Von Kampen
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