We Were Born To Fly

Hello again
You've been alone awhile
And I can use a friend
Your shades are down
And I've been waiting here for you to come around
And it's not about forgiveness
Cause it's all about the love anyhow

We were born to fly
To reach beyond the sky
To carry on forever after
You and I
You keep my faith alive
With you I'm not afraid
To rise and fall and face disaster
You and I
We were born to fly

Take another breath
Just close your eyes my love let nature do the rest
Open up your wings
And with the wind we'll rise above to higher things
We'll forget about tomorrow
And we'll live another day today

We were born to fly
To reach beyond the sky
To carry on forever after
You and I
You keep my faith alive
With you I'm not afraid
To rise and fall and face disaster
You and I
We were born to fly
We were born to fly

We were born to fly
To reach beyond the sky
To carry on forever after
You and I
You keep my faith alive
With you I'm not afraid
To rise and fall and face disaster
You and I
We were born to fly
We were born to fly
We were born to fly
To reach beyond the sky
To carry on forever after
You and I
You keep my faith alive
With you I'm not afraid
To rise and fall and face disaster
You and I
We were born to fly

Похожие новости.

Автореквієм (Було Таке Передчуття)

Слова: Олег Малашевський Музика: Михайло Зарічний Я помер у люту зиму З дзвоном впав на лід На снігу сліпучім зринув Мій прощальний слід Вітер грав холодні вальси Срібний саван шив А мороз затиснув пальці На моїй душі Стало легко тепло

The Silver Tongued Devil And I

I took myself down to the Tally Ho Tavern, To buy me a bottle of beer. And I sat me down by a tender young maiden, Who's eyes were as dark as her

Bah-Bah-Bah

Bah-bah-bah-bah-bah-bah Bah-bah-bah-bah-bah, bah-bah-bah-bah-bah Bah-bah-bah-bah-bah-bah Bah-bah-bah-bah-bah, bah-bah-bah-bah-bah. You don't hold me in your arms the way you did When you were so much in love with me I recall the time when you were all mine And I

Аркан

Сяде сонце, забагріє ватра, Дивні тіні, почнуть ся збирати. Випливають наче із туману, І гукають: "Слово Отаману!" - Перше слово мовлю перед вами, За тих браттів, що уже не з нами, В справах-славні, духом-дужі, Упокій, Господи їх

Hell Raiser

[Originally by Sweet] Look out! Mama let me out on a saturday night, she said now Go out and get her go and hold her tight I said now Mama, you don't understand Ev'ry time