Elton John vs Pnau — Foreign Fields
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Foreign Fields Elton John vs Pnau03:33
Текст песни: Foreign Fields
[Chorus] My high-flying, high-flying bird My high-flying, high-flying bird [Verse 1] My high-flying bird Has flown from out my arms I thought myself her keeper She thought I meant her harm [Chorus] My high-flying, high-flying bird My high-flying, high-flying bird [Verse 2] Sober in the morning light Things look so much different to how they looked last night As whispers circulate all day Their backstage baby princess passed away The white walls of your dressing room are stained in scarlet red You bled upon the cold stone like a young man Mm, in the foreign field of death [Verse 3] My high-flying bird Has flown from out my arms I thought myself her keeper She thought I meant her harm She thought I was the archer A weatherman of words My high-flying bird Has flown from out my arms I thought myself her keeper She thought I meant her harm She thought I was the archer A weatherman of words But I could never shoot down My high-flying bird [Chorus] My high-flying, high-flying bird My high-flying, high-flying bird My high-flying, high-flying bird My high-flying, high-flying bird [Outro] The white walls of your dressing room are stained in scarlet red You bled upon the cold stone like a young man Mm, in the foreign field of death
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