Текст: Stone Roses. Tightrope.

You should have been an Angel, it would've suited you
My gold leafed triptych Angel, she knows just what to do
In the half light of mornin', in a world between the sheets
I swear I saw her angel wing, my vision was complete

And I know I'll never want another lover, my Sweet
Can there be more in this world than the
Joy of just watching you sleep?
I don't know just what to feel
Won't someone tell me my love's real?

Are we etched in stone or just scratched in the sand
Waitin' for the waves to come and reclaim the land?
Will the sun shine, all sweetness and light
Burn us to a cinder, our third stone satellite?

I'm on a tightrope baby, nine miles high
Stridin' through the clouds on my ribbon in the sky
I'm on a tightrope baby, one thing I've found
I don't know how to stop it, it's a
Long, long, long, long way down

She's all that ever mattered and all that ever will
My cup, it runneth over, I'll never get my fill
The boats in the harbor, slip from their chains
Head for new horizons, lets do the same

I'm on a tightrope baby, nine miles high
Stridin' through the clouds on my ribbon in the sky
I'm on a tightrope baby, one thing I've found
I don't know how to stop, and it's a
Tightrope baby, nine miles high
(Long, long, long, long way down)
Striding through the clouds, on my ribbon in the sky

I'm on a tightrope baby, one thing I've found
(Long, long, long, long )
(Eeyayeyah)
I don't know how to stop, and it's a
(Eeyayeh)
Long, long, long, long way down