Upon the tranquil sea A ship is sailing softly And on it's deck there sits A man with wishful thinking He lays his body down And stares up at the night sky And with the passing wind He sends out his message
I wish for things long gone I want to be where I'm not If I could have one wish I'd wish for a storm
On a blackened plane With an empty sigh He reaches for a star But catches an evening bird With one touch of her wing He learns to fly with the stormTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
