Oh I can hear it when that old song starts to play Cutting through my body in familiar ways Well is it me or is it you who can't relate? 'Cause I can feel it When those warm jets take me away
The useless seems to matter more and more All my life is just something I can't ignore Consumed and enthused by all that came before 'Cause I can feel it When those warm jets start to roar
Give me everything I ever need Or just enough so I can go to sleep Well is it me or is it you who came to see The scene when all those warm jets swallow me
Compositor: Nicholas Foster Rattigan (BMI)Editor: Current Joys Publishing (BMI)Administração: Third Side Music Inc (SOCAN)ECAD verificado obra #26036552 em 03/Mai/2024