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High flying diver, spread your wings Flying high on a cloud Born on the air, spiral around So easy making circles You never touch the ground You see the sea, feel the sky Don't know where you're going You don't, you don't know the answers To what's in my mind Riding on the wind and turning with the tide Light takes you up, it brings you down Change is the things that to me Is chained to the frost, the wind and the rain And everyone keeps staring up You'll be back again
Fog rubs before our eyes Can't face the morning skies Day comes a day too soon I'm waiting for that silver moon Chorus : Maybe I'm wrong But I'm feeling like another night Would make it alright Twilight is fading through Seems like I'm fading too How can I believe it's real When nothing starts to stop this wheel ? Chorus Fog rubs before our eyes Can't face the morning skies Day comes a day too soon I'm waiting for that silver moon
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