It is sunday morning, i turn the radio on I hear the new and think there's a lie They call my name that i ring them back I' ve won the raffle, i've got the first price
On the way back home my car breaks down Im looking for help, a car stops at my side I see long blond hair and angels face She speaks to me "You re my only one"
I wake up it was a dream It was no real scene I wake up and still i'm
Flying high - I'm flying high When i close my eyes I've been loosing my mind and the world stands still Flying high - I'm flying high where an angel waits living in my dreams or a daydream
On summer's night walking down on the beach I hear a scream from the darkness someone's drowing, i save his life frontpage headline, my picture in the press
Now its time to use your brain before you lose the bridge to life you can go to dance you must have more friends you must begin to live your life in real world
The time will come when you doubt again You have the chance to be what you wantTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
