Слова:
Reach The Sky The Chase Is On

Can you tell me where I went wrong because it seems like I let you slip away through my fingers again. No matter what I did you were so caught up in

do is sing my simple song Square or round, rich or poor At the end of day and night all we want is more I keep my feet on solid ground And use my wings

door, insanity every floor Sky scraping, paper chasing, what are we working for? Empty traditions, reaching social positions Teaching ambition to support the family superstition? When the Son of Podition is

sweet it's like I'm diabetic On stars and the sky in seminal, diabetic Drop the top beat up the block On plow, now when they smoke a tree up As shots reach

questions come to mind When the answer is s-s-so far away? The questions I ask myself everyday Why? Every time I reach for the sky I can only reach

or tow truck or even the cops Nobody gonna find me untill my cold heart stopps (I started walkin' and all of a suddent the sky became rain) Seen a house on

and winters and rivers and stars Watch the sky, the jet planes, so far out of my reach Is there someone up there looking down on me? Boy chase a bird

the night Light's out of sight Since we've reached the point of no return We pray for the starlight we wait for the moon The sky is empty, alone in

will My baby needs a shepherd, she's lost out on the hill My baby needs an angel, she never learned to fly She'll not reach sanctuary just by looking to the sky