One day, when I was feeling down I just couldn't seem to pick my feet up off the ground The Sun it was shining and the sky it was clear Those beautiful colours seem to contrast my fears
Walking down a french Polynesian path I put my head in the clouds And left my heart on the ground to drag Don't pity whats been bathed in black
You can be six feet down in the underground Up in he sky with a birds bright sound But look into your mind and hope to find a home
You can be six feet down in the underground Up in he sky with a birds bright sound But look into your mind and hope to find a home Hope to find a home
I'd play for six strings a day She was the only one I'd let stay Curtains drawn on a french pacific sun With what you got, make sure you get what you want
You can be six feet down in the underground Up in he sky with a birds bright sound But look into your mind and hope to find a home
You can be six feet down in the underground Up in he sky with a birds bright sound But look into your mind and hope to find a home Hope to find a home
You can be six feet down in the underground Up in he sky with a birds bright sound But look into your mind and hope to find a home
You can be six feet down in the underground Up in he sky with a birds bright sound But look into your mind and hope to find a homeTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
