gold ?Cause you take me higher than I've ever, ever known Give me good feeling like a king and queen on a throne ?Cause you take me higher, further
Übersetzung: D'angelo. Höhere.
of gold [CHORUS] Cause you take me higher, than I've ever, ever known give me good feeling, like a king and queen on a throne cause you take me higher
gold [CHORUS] Cause you take me higher, than I've ever, ever known give me good feeling, like a king and queen on a throne cause you take me higher,
shots'll happen to go off tonight Don't worry about me I'll be alright Niggas can waste ammo firin' at me Cause i'm god's child theres angels around
up for a minute put your focus on Him The selah for a second to catch more than a glimpse Of the one placed higher than the angels in heaven Pre-eminent
still live a child life Thinking he can make his pay Too in a rush, ni**az better slow down Cause you can be touched [E.D.I] I live life High Speed
't have no beats That boy D'Angelo, he determined not to fail That nigga went butt-ass, for his record to sell My back shots 'll help Ashanti hit them high
Year's Eve Somebody said dignity was the first to leave I went into the city, went into the town Went into the land of the midnight sun Searchin' high
: Precious angel, under the sun, How was I to know you'd be the one To show me I was blinded, to show me I was gone How weak was the foundation I was
tragic and beautiful And that?s good enough for me You?re looking for a hero But it?s just my old tattoo Tonight I swear I?d sell my soul To be a hero
that's never been told Oh, if I had wings like an angel Through the heavenly sky high I would fly I'd fly to the arms of my darlin' And there I'd be willing
Sunday rowed out and throw?d in my line Jim took that hook pole and me right over the side Went driftin? down past old tires and rusty cans of beer The angel
Sandy girl Now the greasers they tramp the streets or get busted for trying to sleep on the beach all night Them boys in their spiked high heels ah Sandy
in love as I'd like to be No I'm not as in love as I'd like to be I can see a red flag wavin' when I'd rather be alone When I know it's him callin'
poor boy down. Sure as you're born, they bought me a silk suit, Put luggage in my hands, And I woke up high over Albuquerque On a jet to the promised
destroy the canvas that make's you beautiful Side to angels wings we'll fight them till death Shoot the messenger and kill the sender Now understand how high
Music: Bowie/Eno - Lyrics: Bowie) Funny how secrets travel I'd start to believe if I were to bleed Thin skies, the man chains his hands held high Cruise
