So they tell me I'm the fool Am I waiting in the pool or am I in an old mirage In a cold garage? Everyone will take a side With the remnants of my bride Out somewhere in the desert dunes Like a lost balloon You can say it's just pretend But the counting in my head Keeps ticking and it never ends Like a faithful friend
I've got this feeling this thing's gonna fly We've got good bones to finally build an empire (We've got good bones to finally build an empire)
It's the same old tired scene So I take your jubilee, believe in something of a miracle Wanting something more If I promised you the world Would you trade your soul for the gold And follow in the darkened fog With the howling dogs?
(Hear me calling I'm about to break down, falling from the trees Please come catch me) I've got this feeling this thing's gonna fly We've got good bones to finally build an empire (We've got good bones to finally build an empire)
(Hear me calling I'm about to break down, falling from the trees Please come catch me) I've got this feeling this thing's gonna go We've got good bones to finally make an home And with the eagles soaring wild away Can't fight our wings, we'll stand the hurricane I sold my everything, oh, can't you see? No one can stop us if you trust me I've got this feeling maybe you and I We've got good bones to finally build an empireTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
