Instrumenty
Ensembles
Opera
Kompozytorzy
Wykonawcy

Teksty: Life Without a Jacket. Tight Rope.

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Your beauty makes me feel sick;
it makes my whole life feel insignificant.
I wanna know what makes you tick,
something tells me your magnificent.
Before we met, I'd lost all hope.
I was struggling across my tight rope.
But your beauty makes me float off the ground.
With you here, no one can keep me down.

And your twenty thousand leagues under the sea,
and I'm still perched atop this lonely tree.
Girl, your smile makes my heart ache.
You're my world, you're my everything.

We stand alone under the darkest night.
The sand at our feet, we're immune to their slights.
And as the rockets fly up in the sky,
the sparks they gleam in your eyes.

Before we met I'd lost all hope
I was struggling across my tight rope.
But your beauty makes me float off the ground.
With you here, no one can keep me down.
Life Without a Jacket