Your voice Is taking me to some higher level Your arms They protect me against the nasty world Your sweet eyes Is a ocean I love to swim Your my seat belt You hold me tide In feather I crash
And even hundred feets above your head And I'm still thinking about you when I'm there.
Your hands Always guides me to some better place Your hair Draws the lines of your tenderness Your my seat belt You hold me tide In feather I crash
And even hundred feets above your head And I'm still thinking about you when I'm there. And even hundred feets above your head And I'm still thinking about you when I'm there. And even hundred feets above your head And I'm still thinking about you when I'm there.
Compositor: Frederic Cyprien Pierre Riviere (Frederic Riviere) (SACEM)Editor: Soc Grand Blanc (SACEM)Administração: Velvetica Music Publishing (SACEM)ECAD verificado obra #33625061 em 05/Jul/2024 com dados da UBEM