This is my home, a special place. Where I can rest my head just hang around a laze.
Where I feel safe and I can hide. And all the people that I like are by my side.
I'm coming home to my old town. The end of loneliness from now on not alone.
I'm driving home, accelerate. Faster and faster, I don't want arrive too late!
And I'm rolling and rolling, I'm rolling towards my old town, dirty old town,
I have missed you so much your leafs nearly brown, pretty old town that I searched around.
Yes, I am rolling, I'm rolling, I'm rolling into your heart!
I can't await to see my girl who lives in my green house in this old pretty town.
A tear runs down my dirty face, when I remember all those ordinary days.