I was like a bird in the sky,
I could sing,
I could fly away from this world.
I´m leaving no trace behind,
it´s hard to see me,
it´s hard to find me,
girl, in this world.
Sometimes I fall to the ground without making a sound,
sometimes I fall on my face.
Sometimes I fall to the ground without making a sound,
sometimes I fall on my face.
Above the roofs,above the clouds
I can hide and sing so loudly
that I forget...
Sometimes I fall to the ground without making a sound,
sometimes I fall on my face.
Sometimes I fall to the ground without making a sound,
sometimes I fall on my face, in disgrace.
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Charlie Straight:
Charlie Straight:
Charlie Straight:
Charlie Straight:
