You've grown too tall again Somebody better clip your wings before you fly away You are too bold to live Somebody better learn to give, or learn to lose with grace The sky knows your name now The leaves, they fall too fast You're dying in the grass and I can't let this moment pass
Your breath, it reeks of ocean breezes Your eyes have turned too blue The sky holds no challenge for you What strange diseases, that make a man of you Here is the sky's parole Somebody's got to leave it whole Go on and take it The earth's too small to breath and if you can't get free, I know you can fake it Your lips don't move the air The sun comes tumbling down You're fading into novas and you leave me on the ground
Your face it reeks of ocean breezes Your eyes have changed their hue The skies hold no memory of you What strange diseases, that make a man of youTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
