No simple word, The open book, The letter's kill and you can't lookA broken lock, The empty mouth, A distant sound creeping out
A long, long, gone melodyA long, long, gone memory of wonder A silent word, The poison took, The shallow eyes take their last lookA whispered doubt, An empty house, An autumn leaf on the ground A long, long, gone melodyA long, long, gone memory of wonder
Paroles ... Chanson folk sur un rythme de valse. Chaloupé, romantique & ...Chanson folk sur un rythme de valse. Chaloupé, romantique & nonchalent. Chanteur, guitare acoustique & orchestre.
All night longIn the eye ofA new galaxy
In the morning Bringing you back homeOn the highway i driveA little bit too slow
Come on look at these planesThey're flying over the rainOver the rain
I stay at home all the dayUnder curfew i feelA little unsteady
But your perfume in the airTakes me far awayOn the roadsAnd over the hills
Come on look at these planesThey're flying over the rainOver the rain
