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Country-reggae with trumpet and violin. my way to get high...
the tower keeps calling me on the radio
but i dont care about responding to that weirdo
i'm racing with the birds and they dont stand a chance
cause i am far too quick still together we dance
when i look at the ground i can see tiny shapes
houses and swimming pools, fiels of wheat, barley, grapes
i'm flying through the sky
the clouds are dancing before my eyes
the sun shines brightly and it flushes my sadness away
cause i'm high in my aeroplane registered tango hotel charlie
your lives seem so tiny when seen from above
while i know that what really matters is love
i'm flying through the sky
the clouds are dancing before my eyes
the sun shines brightly and it flushes my sadness away
cause i'm high in my aeroplane registered tango hotel charlie
| | Tags : Tango, Hotel, Charlie, original, song, airplane, aircraft, CL415, country, reggae |
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