Fly Up To The Moon — текст песни (black)

Gonna fly up to the moon,
raising all of my money.
Can`t make it too soon,
I am sick of it down here.
Gonna rise up to the moon.
So this is how the world ends-
Not with a bang but with a wimpy.
Don`t laugh too soon-
I am sick of it down here.
Gonna rise up to the moon.
Who needs all the troubles of today?
What`s the difference anyway?
I feel out of focus, what can I do?
There`s only you.
Gonna fly up to the moon,
raising all of my money.
Can`t make it too soon,
I am sick of it down here.
Gonna rise up to the moon.
When they open the borders where will you be?
I`ll climb the highest tree
to avoid the stampede-
And if I should fly
only you, you,
there`s only you,
that would say goodbye.
--->> Enrique Morano emorano@hotmail.com <<---