You'll be in the air In some hours you'll be over the sea Lost in the other passengers on the plane But if you just moved your arms Then you could tell
That you are in the air You'd feel the yawning gulf grow wider And you'd feel the dwindling fuel for your lungs And your breaths would slow
You'd be in the air You'd feel the hot blowing rock filled winds And the clouds of ash would fill your skies And you smoothly glide
Over the cold river basin where we spend the night And again your gaping gap is pink in foggy light When I wake up your pet will pounce on me I'll meet the day You'll be in the air, I'll be in your bed when I'm awake
And can you tell that I'm down here? Can you feel my hot lungy wind Was it intense to smell my skin And not lose yourself?
I'll look pinkly out your window in the fog And loud and clearly I'll pick out your resounding roar You'll be in the air You'll bear fruit, your bare feet Your bare arms in the heat You'll be able to feel your mightTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
