Fly into the rising sun,. Faces, smiling everyone. Yeah, she is a whole new tradition. I feel it in my heart. . My woman from Tokyo. She makes me see.
You're so hot, you're so cool. I can see that you're nobody's fool. Now tell me am I coming through. It's too late, I can't wait. Believe it's gonna be a big mistake.
the day is gone when the angels come to stay. and all the silent whispers will be blown away. lying in the corner, a pair of high-heel shoes. hanging on the wall, gold and silver for the blues.
Fly into the rising sun,. Faces, smiling everyone. Yeah, she is a whole new tradition. I feel it in my heart. . My woman from Tokyo. She makes me see.