tell when he's walking in the sun Even a blind man can tell when he's walking in the sun (walking, walking, walking, walking in the sun) Even a blind
I was walking along in the sun Taking pictures of everyone And there's something on the tip of my tongue Well, it's easy to see from the far And it's
be walking in the sun (They'd be walking in the sun) (They'd be walking in the sun) They'd be walking in the sun (They'd be walking in the sun) You
Walking on a dream How can I explain Talking to myself Will I see again We are always running for the thrill of it, thrill of it Always pushing up the
Walking on a dream How can I explain Talking to myself Will I see again We are always running for the thrill of it thrill of it Always pushing up the
ve see enough bad time to know the good times begun. Even a blind man can tell when he's walkin' in the sun. Walkin' in the sun. (Thanks to Breanna
I was walking along in the sun Taking pictures of everyone And there's something on the tip of my tongue Oh Well it's easy to see from afar And
Traduction: Empire Of The Sun. Walking On A Dream.
Traduction: Travis. Walking In The Sun.
explodes a storm A billion seasons born A shock to the waves I know breaking far from shore Don't want to talk All I hear is noise Don't walk to talk
: Walking on a dream How can I explain Talking to myself Will I see again We are always running for the thrill of it thrill of it Always pushing up
: When about midnight roosters at the hip tight Played the blues with Cool Kite Shot a round with Heather Smite Mixed my drinks with Mia Town Smoked
: Got you everything I wanted when I wasn?t sitting on it Swordfish hotkiss night Breathing to the beat Push it in the wind Calling all the life forms
: I asked the world a question when did you begin ? i asked him of his problems when did you go wrong ? my singing cells have power an army by my side
: ( instrumental)
in every boy and girl All rejoicing in the world Take me now... we can try We lived an adventure Love in the summer Followed the sun till night Reminiscing
: Walking on a dream How can I explain Talking to myself Will I see again We are always running for the thrill of it, thrill of it Always pushing up
: No No shapes at all Nothing real or artificial No energy or heat No troughs there are no peaks No hangover from last night No shame in first light