Paroles de CoČ
5 miles up the oceanHeadinâ way back home
Struggling with that seatbelt
In sleep she is gone
Shapes foam around us
From moon to the sun
High, feeling lucky
Now Iâm not on the run
We gotta burn that gas
Hope we wonât touch the sea
Come on, make it fast
Set me free
Just find my sleep
In a day thatâs gone
Time makes the distance
A frozen world beneath the sun
Wonât I remember
How far Iâd come
Wonât I remember
Now Iâm not on the run
We gotta burn that grass
Hope thereâs no lack of weed
Come on roll it fast
Set me free
High, feeling lucky
Now Iâm not on the run
We gotta burn that gas
Hope we wonât touch the sea
Come on, make it fast
Set me free
Just find my sleep
In a day thatâs gone
Time makes the distance
A frozen world beneath the sun
Wonât I remember
How far Iâd come
Wonât I remember
Now Iâm not on the run
We gotta burn that grass
Hope thereâs no lack of weed
Come on roll it fast
Set me free
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