Текст песни Deep Purple - The Aviator
Deep Purple - The Aviator слова песни
Текст песни Deep Purple - The Aviator
Riding on the moonpathIn the silver of the nightThe fragrance on the airWas of another timeI cried in all my innocenceYou were dressed in whiteAnd even if I'd had the strengthI couldn't move to save my life( )The fear and the thrillOf the beast at the windowThe shivers and the chillsOn the hottest of nightsHe walked right throughMy open doorAs I began to run, he threwSome gold upon the floor, and saidThere's plenty moreWhere that came fromI'm tired of the bombsI'm tired of the bulletsI'm tired of the crazies on tvI'm the aviatorA dream's a dream whatever it seemsI flew along the lighted streetI flew above the townI flew in ever rising cicrclesEver further from the groundAs I begin to lose my breathPrinted faxes turn a spinA distant corner of the roomWill open up and let me inI'm tired of the newsI'm tired of the weatherI'm tired of the same thing every dayI'm the aviatorA dream's a dream whatever they say