Is your love really love? Is my love really love? I think our love isn?t love Unless it?s love to the end Is your god really God? Is my god really God
Don't worry just let me blow, all of your gray clouds away, i promise i'll never leave you, alone in the rain, Don't worry just let me blow, all of your
Clouds rolling by way up high Sometimes I wonder if you're up there in the clouds When it rains, skies are gray Is that you crying up there somewhere
The clouds are here They aren't up in the sky I cupped them with my hands And reached up high I said to these clouds "No more am I blind I have to see
Well, the turn signal's clicking and the seconds are slipping away Just a little bit more of this turnpike and so much to say The airport traffic it slows
Faceless generation Legacy of pain Blistered hands and fingers Dark skies ruled by flame Take this generation It doesn't have to be this way It's not
you are lightning bolt yes we must find a way to conduct your energy to a life machine well you are softly shaking electricity softly shaking electricity
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See the clouds adrift so far below Everchanging as they come and go Makes me wonder why I'm up so high When really I am down so low Of all the wonders
I dreamt I flew away with you tonight, across the universe at light speed. Alright. And just as soon as we arrived I woke to something wrong: the crystal
Green grass grows on the ground as I expound above the sound, look around, now sit down and listen Dark brown shades drown in the raise of rock, close
Just good things today Our love's so high The needles off the dial Like a happy tear in your eye You can't hide the smile Just good things today I know
Sons of Northern darkness Under the throne of the moon United with forces of evil And infernal doom Lords of tragedies storms As the valley gates opens
Draußen liegt schon der Schnee vor dem Fenster und ich lese noch mal deinen Brief. Jeder Abend ist trostlos und einsam seitdem ich dich verlie
After the sunset, cold winds blowing Dark clouds are rising over raging seas Deceptive silence - one of the signs Desperation and the embrace of fear
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Bad boy Rows and flows of angel hair And ice cream castles in the air And feather canyons everywhere I've looked at clouds that way Moons and junes