High flying glider, spread your wings Flying high on a cloud Born on the air, spiral around So busy making circles You never touch the ground
You see the sea, feel the sky Don't know where you go when you die Don't know the answers To what's in my mind Riding on the wind and turning with the tide
life takes you up, it brings you down Changes the pain that remains Keep moving fast, the wind and the rain And if the world keeps spinning round You'll be back againTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
