(A. Hill/P. Sinfield). . When the white bird flies. From your heart to mine. I surrender every part of me. To the tenderness. . Could it be the wine. In your eyes, stars shine.
Close the door. Shut the world away. All the fight's gone from this wounded heart. Across the floor. Dreams and shadows play. Like wind blown refugees.
Je connais bien ce regard,. ces yeux qui se ferment par instant. Ces pensées qui nous séparent,. qu'on ne partage même en rêvant. Fixés droit vers l'océan, belle muette,.
Don't think I can't feel that there's something wrong. You've been the sweetest part of my life so long. . I look in your eyes, there's a distant light.
Oh, darling, how strong is. Love supposed to be. Surrounded by fire and magic. We long to be free. . Cheating, heating up. Down on the streets of shame.
I need you like freedom. I feel you like rain. I see you like silver rails across an endless plain. And I know there are moments. You feel as I do. That's why I'm waiting for you.
Go swiftly. The flags and drums can hypnotise. When glory has faded the dream. Is worth more than the prize. A twisting turning flame. And a freedom burning bright.
Go swiftly. The flags and drums can hypnotise. When glory has faded the dream. Is worth more than the prize. A twisting turning flame. And a freedom burning bright.
When the white bird flies. From your heart to mine. I surrender every part of me. To the tenderness. . Could it be the wine?. In your eyes stars shine.