I got the air that a storm was coming Rolling in like a distant warning Telling me I've gotta get my head straight Telling me I've gotta get my facts in range
Summer runs through winters blood Springs beneath the snow in bud Times it's hard for me to see But that's the way its gotta be
I have lived as a satellite I saddled up I settled up, I don't sit right I've ain't forgotten, all that I said would be All the world inside of me
I got the air that a storm was stealing Coming in as the children sleeping Telling me I've gotta hold my head high Telling me I've got no more tears to cry
Summer runs through winters blood Springs beneath the snow in bud At times it's hard for me to see But that's the way it gotta be
We who live as satellite's Were like that plant that lives off air But we need light I had forgotten all that I thought would be All the world outside of you and me There's a world outside of you and me
Nature's got a bigger gun than anyone Nature's got a bigger gun than anyoneTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
