Along the edge of this airfield The old prop-shaft airliners stand Altimeters reading zero Formless memories lingering
Nights are cold on this airfield I sit alone and watch the radar Locked on your wavelength Caught in the field, falling slowly
And we can fly from here And we can fly from here And we can fly from here Always understanding that we can fly
Along the edge of this airfield The old prop-shaft airliners stand Altimeters reading zero Formless memories lingering
And we can fly from here And we can fly from here And we can fly from here And we can fly from here
And we can fly from here And we can fly from here And we can fly from here Always understandingTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.