domingo, 2 de septiembre de 2012

Waiting For The Rapture


I still don't know what I was waiting for
A big love to fall down from the sky
She took my hand and picked me up off the floor
She put an apple in my eye

I said I'm tired
Come, get me off the merry-go-round
I'm wired
Come, feed me and then bringeth me down
                   
She come up to me, I can't remember what she said'
Cause I was in a trance and I forgot it all
Banging on about all that revolution in her head

She make her lover seem so magical
She said I'm tired
Come, get me off the merry-go-round
I'm wired
Well, heaven must have sent ya to save me for the rapture


I'm tired
Come, get me off the merry-go-round
I'm wired
Come, feed me and then bringeth me down

by: Noel Gallagher´s High Flying Birds

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