Su di me
I bury myself in the leaves to sleep
The sun so strong and the rage so deep
I keep waking to find I've been dreaming again
And the sound of the ocean is not a plane
And far away they talk about me
In newspaper columns they write about me
Round dinner tables and cocktail parties
I'm a heroine and a tragic figure
I'm a heroine as I'm lying here
Beneath my sky
And sometimes
Sometimes I cry
And sometimes
Sometimes I wonder
Why we're always coming down
Why we need to touch the ground
Why I didn't keep on heading
Right on up to heaven
I miss my sky
Here from below the clouds are shadows
Not the golden mountains I used to fly through
Here from below the sky is a painting
A child's room with the future waiting
But not for me
But sometimes
Sometimes I cry
But sometimes
Sometimes I wonder
Why we're always coming down
Why we need to touch the ground
Why I didn't keep on heading
Right on up to heaven
I miss my sky
I miss my sky
....
(lyrics by Heather Nova)
The sun so strong and the rage so deep
I keep waking to find I've been dreaming again
And the sound of the ocean is not a plane
And far away they talk about me
In newspaper columns they write about me
Round dinner tables and cocktail parties
I'm a heroine and a tragic figure
I'm a heroine as I'm lying here
Beneath my sky
And sometimes
Sometimes I cry
And sometimes
Sometimes I wonder
Why we're always coming down
Why we need to touch the ground
Why I didn't keep on heading
Right on up to heaven
I miss my sky
Here from below the clouds are shadows
Not the golden mountains I used to fly through
Here from below the sky is a painting
A child's room with the future waiting
But not for me
But sometimes
Sometimes I cry
But sometimes
Sometimes I wonder
Why we're always coming down
Why we need to touch the ground
Why I didn't keep on heading
Right on up to heaven
I miss my sky
I miss my sky
....
(lyrics by Heather Nova)
Sepia - Artes 27/07/2006 12:15
Willkommen in der FC :o)Gruß,
Dirk