Текст песни Air Supply - The Vanishing Race
Air Supply - The Vanishing Race слова песни
Sun, I can`t slow you downRun, build on sacred groundAll of the leavesd have blown awayGhosts on a distant highwayIn a vanishing raceSleep, if your eyes must closeWeep, over a poisoned roseSoon all the tears will blow awayDust on a distant highwayIn the vanishing raceFly, closer to the sunFight, `till your world is oneSoon all the stars will burn awayGhosts on a different highwayIn the vanishing raceOh, shall we sleep tonightTake all your dreams and drive awaySmoke on a distant highwayFrom the vanishing raceAll my peopleRespect your Mother EarthThank you for this life and this breathAnd all my people`s strength