Two, four Waters rise up on the freeway While little hands are clapping in the snow And in the tree, there lives a black bird Singing songs not meant for anyone below Where goes the wave when it hits the shore? What thinks the particle as it's rushing to the core? We will keep dancing through tomorrow Like lovers spinning in the air Oh, where? Where? Where can we be free? If to be free means learning not to care? Mm, mm-mm And all the prisoners in their prisons Dream beyond the bars they cannot see Only the feel of being captured Is keeping them contented in captivity Where goes the wave when it hits the shore? What thinks the particle as it's rushing to the core? We will keep dancing through tomorrow Like lovers spinning in the air Oh, where? Where? Where can we be free? If to be free means learning not to care? Ooh, ooh-oh Ooh, ooh-ooh Who will we be when we are older? And the earth is spinning faster on its side? Will you still read the constellations? And hope that all you know is somehow trapped in time? Where goes the wave when it hits the shore? What thinks the particle as it's rushing to the core? We will keep dancing through tomorrow Like lovers spinning in the air Oh, where? Where? Where can we be free? If to be free means learning not to care? Ooh, ooh-oh Ooh, ooh-ooh-ooh Mm, mm-mm-mmTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
