Текст песни Black - Fly Up To The Moon
Black - Fly Up To The Moon слова песни
Gonna fly up to the moon,raising all of my money.Can`t make it too soon,I am sick of it down here.Gonna rise up to the moon.So this is how the world ends-Not with a bang but with a wimpy.Don`t laugh too soon-I am sick of it down here.Gonna rise up to the moon.Who needs all the troubles of today?What`s the difference anyway?I feel out of focus, what can I do?There`s only you.Gonna fly up to the moon,raising all of my money.Can`t make it too soon,I am sick of it down here.Gonna rise up to the moon.When they open the borders where will you be?I`ll climb the highest treeto avoid the stampede-And if I should flyonly you, you,there`s only you,that would say goodbye.--->> Enrique Morano emorano@hotmail.com