Caught your picture in a cloud formation. Sleeping Michelangelo, angel in a bed of snow that's what you are. Lift me up now don't explain. Want you to
It's not fair, gotta stay, wanna go I just sit there in my chair by the window Watching the lights as the cars go by Scratching my head, wishing that
Last July, I drank a bottle of Wolf Blass And passed out in the tall grass on Portabello Road Yeah, the sky was alive held you like a gemstone Got lost
There?s somethin' about you Looks different now These rhymes and riddles I can't figure out Well, you smile and then you cry And lady I can?t tell Hey
There's a new wind blowin' like I've never known I'm breathin' deeper than I've ever done And it sure feels good to finally feel the way I do I wanna
Everybody likes you Because you got that special way You shimmer and you shine And you drop the ball sometimes But that's a small price to pay I don'
The train pulled into Paris like a rocket to the moon The station?s like a circus, every face is a cartoon Everybody?s stoned on pride and drunk on cheap
Show me just what you're made of, paint it up on a canvas Master creatures and make up for the world to see Write it down in your black book, tuck it
Traduction: Sampson, Gordie. Désolé.
Traduction: Sampson, Gordie. Coup de soleil.
Traduction: Sampson, Gordie. Hangin par un fil.
Traduction: Sampson, Gordie. Vous (ou quelqu'un comme toi).
