Tytuł: Airplane

• Wykonawca: Ian Moore
• Wyświetleń: 327

  
   Well you think you have it hard babe
  You kind of lost control
  Your dress fell down like violins
  You rosined up your bow
  And now you dance in circles
  But your mask just cannot hide
  You face is drawn and tired
  Your eyes have lost their fire
  You alone, you should have known
  You should have known
  
  And you’d like to buy an airplane
  Fly it straight up to the moon
  Lose yourself amongst the stars
  And they would find it hard to bring you
  down, down, down
  
  So wrap up all your lovers
  In a box under the bed
  When your eyes go to bleedin’
  
  Don’t die for what he said
  And dress your wounds with ribbons
  That will never come undone
  Let your daddy touch you
  You know that he will touch you in the end
  
  And you’d like to buy and airplane
  Fly it straight up to the moon
  Lose yourself amongst the stars
  And they would find it hard to bring you
  down, down, down
  
  Yea, you like to buy and airplane
  Fly it straight up to the moon
  Lose yourself amongst the stars
  And they would find it hard to bring you
  down, down, down