carolina

andrew peterson

well

i'm walkin' in the hills of carolina

through the heat as thick as the blood

that moves my bones

and i don't think much about nothing in carolina

but it sure feels nice

not walkin' on steel and stone

far away from everything that keeps me from you

acceptance found in walkin' another mile

and the things i left undone

become the things i'll never do

'cause i'm floatin' on the wind in carolina

but my feet still slip in the mud

that holds me down

and i can't help takin' my time in carolina

cause the highway hummin'

might keep me from comin' around

long gone

it's only one more minute of another long day

hold on

it's time i gave back

just a little bit of change

'cause i'm walking in the hills of carolina

through the heat as thick as the blood

that saved my soul

and there ain't no doubt about nothing in carolina

boy

it sure feels nice

not living on bread alone

so i think i'll stick around a little while in carolina.