Paroles de Mark my words

I've rolled my window down,
Streets breeze right through my hair,
I eye the town ahead,
Will things be different there?

With thoughts like these my senses dim,
I hope you can catch my drift,

Mark my words
Your fists can't keep me from the door
Mark my words
I feel these streets more than i feel god mark my words
Who do you think broke in these boots?
Mark my words...

And on that faithful day,
You told me i "forgot my roots",
But with tempests endured,
Hell - i've got nothing to prove to you.