59 acessos
Registrado na alma de um par de fones de ouvidos
Nós precisamos de ninguém para nos deixarmos ir
Sempre ao meu lado como um show de rock
Em um oceano de música que se move com o fluxo
Sua mão na minha mão eu não quero deixa-la
Um parceiro para a vida nessa média estrada velha
Nós temos o vento em nossas costas que sopra
Nós não podemos desintegrar-se, nós apenas se movemos com o fluxo.
Joined at the soul with a pair of headphones
We need nobody to let ourselves go
Always on my side as we rock a stage show
In an ocean of music we move with the flow
Her hand in my hand I don't wanna let go
A partner in life on this mean old road
We got the wind on our back that blows
We can't drift apart, we just move with the flow
Joined at the soul with a pair of headphones
We need nobody to let ourselves go
Always on my side as we rock a stage show
In an ocean of music we move with the flow
Her hand in my hand I don't wanna let go
A partner in life on this mean old road
We got the wind on our back that blows
We can't drift apart, we just move with the flow
We can't drift apart, we just move with the flow
Well it started with a chat with the lips,
But why is it so I'm intrigued?
Does my heart understand do its feelings exist,
Fits in with all my beliefs,
I'm not as strong as I'd like to believe,
An impulse I cannot control,
My feelings are something I thought I could leave,
To keep and come back as a whole
It's inevitable and understandable that my body feels this way,
I feel no inhibitions yet the contradictions of my feelings lead me astray,
Well I understand that I cannot deny my,
Human instinct that lies inside