
If I could fly, I'd be coming right back home ...
If I could fly, I'd be coming right back home to you
I think I might give up everything, just ask me to
Baby I don't need dollar bills to have fun tonight
I love cheap thrills
But I can't go back
And I don't want to
'Cause all my mistakes
They brought me to you
Zabiorę Cię ponad obłoki szare
Gdzie perspektywa zmienia kąt
You're the fear, I don't care
'Cause I've never been so high
It's a cold and it's a broken Hallelujah
My Słowianie wiemy, jak użyć mowy ciała,
wiemy, jak poruszasz tym, co mama w genach dała.
Bo Chociaż wszystko szybko mija
Chociaż łatwo traci sens
Wszędzie wiszą lustra
Wokół twoich słów.
Take off your clothes
Blow out the fire
Cause space is just a word made up by someone who's afraid to get close