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Captain America

В рубрике: Тексты песен — 14.11.2012

Captain America is that you
Flying down the highway
In your red white and blue

You remind me of the days
In that infamous war
When we weren't quite sure
What we were fighting for

I see you again and it makes me think
About just who I am
Is there someone in charge
Who can lead the way tonight
Who knows the plan

Where there's love
There is grace
There's still hope left in this place
And the smile on your face
Gives me faith in the human race

Captain America what do you see
Millions of your brothers say they'll fight to be free
Who could have known you would be the chosen one
To kick start our dreams
The cycle of life goes around and round again
Tell me what does it mean
Can it be true

Where there's love
There is grace
And there's hope left in this place
And the smile on your face
Gives me faith in the human

If we could trade all of our tomorrows
For the best of our yesterdays
Erase all the pain and the sorrow
Would there have to be a high price to pay
Hey Hey

We run for our lives
And we're searching for shelter now
From the coming storm
Are you the man who can lead us once again
So come on, suit up, let's go

Where there's love
There is grace
And there's hope left in this place
And the smile on your face
There's not a damn thing we can't face

Where there's love
There is grace
And there's hope left in this place
And the smile on your face
Gives me faith in the human
Faith in the human race
Yeah, I got faith


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