There's a still in the night, a tuneless moonlight Just the, I need you and here's whys Snoring Gords and Cheryls, there's a heron outside Inviolate light, there's an urge to go A shadow, a heightened air of peril Your heart jumps too and my heart jumps too I think, to myself "I don't really know my heart' And as you whisper 'me too' Silver jet roars overhead rocks the nocturne All everglade and gray sheers Silver jet, so far off already, fought the hot spurs off All the way to Cape Spear It's quiet again when a car like Big Ben Radio dopplerin' and for all you Gregory Peck fans Let us now praise famous men To take some pressure off the wondrous to fight' and Your heart jumps to and my heart jumps too As if the wolves of North humberland themselves Were rumored to be en route, Silver jet, way overhead Yer an archipelago, a satellite, a green star Silver jet, so far off already With your I need you and here's why, flying to the next part Your heart jumps too and my heart jumps too I'm thinking, to myself, 'packing is a secret heart' And as you whisper, 'me too' Silver jet roars overhead Silver jet, flying to the next part Silver jet, so far off already Silver jet, a satellite, a green star Silver jet, way overhead Silver jet, everglade gray sheers Silver jet, so far off already Silver jet, Clayqout Sound and Cape Spear © LITTLE SMOKE MUSIC; Bu döküman AkorMerkezi.com'da yayınlanmıştır. http://www.akormerkezi.com