7 acessos
I feel like Superman,
flying over muddy rivers,
Counting everything
from one to 14,
O'er roads
where the sunflowers grow,
I can see
from here to eternity,
And I'll see you around,
I've gone
I'll see you around
I'll see you around
I'll see you around,
sometimes, in the sky
I'm ninety miles from nowhere,
Living in this dust bowl dirt,
Baseball,
put on my black tennis shoes,
Dirty old t-shirts,
Streetcar bound for La Leche,
Ace of spades
in my bicycle spokes,
Yeah,
well I can ride
from here to Amarillo,
On my motorbike, yeah,
it will take me anywhere
I want to go,
And I'll see you around
I'll see you around
I'll see you around
I'll see you around,
sometimes, in the sky
Roll down the windows
of that family car,
Wind comes rushing in,
Take me back,
yeah, thirty years ago,
Said goodbye to my best friend,
I never made it to Amarillo,
but I tried it just for kicks,
The ace of spades,
man it must have broke
somewhere along highway 56,
So long, goodbye and adios,
I'm gonna miss this town,
You stood
there waving in the wind,
Until I turned around,
We laughed so hard,
I thought I'd cry,
Until the day I'd die,
I feel like Superman
flying over muddy rivers,
Counting everything
from one to 14,
O'er roads
where the sunflowers grow,
I can see
from here to eternity,
I'll see you around
I'll see you around
I'll see you around
I'll see you around,
sometimes, in the sky
I feel like Superman
I feel like Superman
I feel like Superman
I feel like Superman