Caught your picture in a cloud formation. Sleeping Michelangelo, angel in a bed of snow that's what you are. Lift me up now don't explain. Want you to
It's not fair, gotta stay, wanna go I just sit there in my chair by the window Watching the lights as the cars go by Scratching my head, wishing that
sweat, 'til it takes away my breath You're the lesson I never learned you're my sunburn You're my sunburn You're my sunburn You're my sunburn ...
There?s somethin' about you Looks different now These rhymes and riddles I can't figure out Well, you smile and then you cry And lady I can?t tell Hey
There's a new wind blowin' like I've never known I'm breathin' deeper than I've ever done And it sure feels good to finally feel the way I do I wanna
Everybody likes you Because you got that special way You shimmer and you shine And you drop the ball sometimes But that's a small price to pay I don'
The train pulled into Paris like a rocket to the moon The station?s like a circus, every face is a cartoon Everybody?s stoned on pride and drunk on cheap
Show me just what you're made of, paint it up on a canvas Master creatures and make up for the world to see Write it down in your black book, tuck it
Пераклад: Сэмпсан, Гордзі. Загар.
