Übersetzung: A Walk In The Clouds Soundtrack. Wind Beneath My Wings.
the door to another side day in sight clouds collide being the average son of anyone I?m fleeing all the time I?m on the run keep the light only for a
a New York Minute Everything can change In a New York Minute Things can get a little strange In a New York Minute Everything can change In a New York
(uhh) arragent at a all new high im on a differant vibe everyday a differant ride. I got a differant life and im livin it all i need now is a nigga to
from the moon Is afraid of the ground So it falls behind spaces And hides behind clouds When I look up at the clouds As they move through the night With the wind As I walk
stinking like rum in a punch You can walk on the water You can dabble in the mumbo jumbo You can smoke a little ganja Float like a cloud over Rio, Rio
it off ni**a.. What? [Kadafi] I do my shootin's on a knob, prayin to God for my squad Stuck in a nightmare, hopin he might care Though times is hard
you kneel before me, when you bow down Our fates have taken separate paths What once was Has now evaporated into this cloud Of mistrust Desperation can really change a
a nigga tell you play the bar hard trust in god it cause you're about to catch a bullet scar I give a fuck where you from who you be with keep this a
came crashing down when i did i hit solid ground was it all a blunder or were all those years i spent head in clouds heaven sent gotta learn to walk
But in your eyes In your arms I could walk across the desert Build my own oasis Where the palm trees shade me from the sun I could swim across the ocean Find a
: The game is two feet fame Mental picture and let it be shown It looks a lot like this And I can't bear to look alone There's a mirror inside That
's a walk into paradise I can leave all the darkness behind Then it's clear I can hear all my own advice And I try to forget all the clouds in my head
walking 'round with little wings on my shoes My stomach's filled with the butterflies...and it's alright Bouncin round from cloud to cloud I got the
destruction I've seen thru terrorists' eyes Sometimes I feel no emotion Sometimes I break down and cry I need to walk on a wire I need a layer of skin I need a
that is A heaven of rain clouds crown my day, queen of the wet ghost town brigade Then you walk by and from my sky, nothing falls without a sparkle.
walks but he's strong when he talks About the Shrapnel they left in his leg He puts on a gray suit over his Airborne tattoo And he ties it on one time a
a mission on it's own Now here, seems our wax wings have melted away And we've only been here for one day My faith fades away So don't be, a gray cloud
