Out on the windy lakes, bound on the moore No one is as lonely as me right now, at least I think Out there with the kids on the playground It's all just a game And every game's the same
Feel like an eagle staring down Down from a mountain, and now I'm Falling in to myself My take on life can be life alone On it's own
I will sing to the sky, to the mountains I ride Who will be there to send my message home? Send my message home (Send it home)
Life seen through a rich man's eye, a choice between wars One of which is wrong, but either way he'll take it home Turning around this dilemma of being the clown (Oh staring) Staring down
Feel like an eagle staring down Down from a mountain, and now I'm Falling in to myself My take on life can be life alone
My faith in life, has gone a thousand times And reappeared
It's gone again, with the ship, my only friend, Left before the end, so send my message home
Send my message home Bound on the moore Send my message home Allright, send my message home The waves keep on turning...Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
