And in the ruins of the balloon Stood a man with glasses held high Wondering when to do it again Have another fly into the sky Somewhere flying high
a sweet young girl Her body was her world of love Her laughter was as happiness is Of all the times I treasure this And on a day we will remember On a
Look at the sad goodbyes Everyday's a killing time Sun coming up outside No men are born this time Saturday's child stays home Nothing to say so long
And we still can't see Why must we wait Until the morning light To wake up and be Wake up and be Wake up and be Wake up and be Wake up and be Step
conversation Sweet dreams of love affection Sweet words within your make-up Sweet words of things to come Sweet words of things to come On and write
Long ago a tall man told a tale of yesterday Searching for the truth to life and not for just a way Finding pleasure from this house his ears, they did
we see There's only us who can change it Only us to rearrange it At the start of a new kind of day And in a time that's closer Life will be even bolder
word go round. There's a time and the time is now and it's right for me, It's right for me, and the time is now. There's a word and the word is love
Oversættelse: Ja. Tid og et ord.
to day, and the dawning Daytime nightime And we still can?t see Why must we wait Until the morning light To wake up and be / to wake up and be To wake
will make Sweet dreams of conversation, Sweet dreams of love affection. Sweet words within your makeup; Sweet words of things to Come on and write
: Look at the sad goodbyes Every day?s a-killing time Sun coming up outside No men are born this time Saturday? child stays home Nothing to say so long
: Long ago a tall man told a tale of yesterday, Searching for the truth to life and not for just a way. Finding pleasure from this house his ears, they
