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Me Astronaut

В рубрике: Тексты песен — 03.07.2012

leave me alone
leave me alone my dear
and don't call on the phone
i will not answer oh no
leave me alone
leave me alone up here
in this world of my own
where i feel safe and at home

call me astronaut
i am ready for take off
all systems are go
astronaut i say goodbye
forever you know

wide open space
wide open space i need
here the air is quite thin and
there's no light getting in

call me astronaut
count three-two-one lift off
all systems are go
astronaut i say goodbye
to my friends and foe

dancing on a sunbeam
riding on a jet stream
loving if we only could
dancing on a moonbeam
drifting in a daydream
leaving never felt so good

wide open eyes
wide open eyes i need
as i stare into space
it is your picture i face
wide open eyes
wide open eyes can't see
where we lost our way and
where our love went astray

leave me alone
leave me alone up here
in this world of my own
wish you were here


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