Vertaling: Paul De Leeuw \u0026 Andre Hazes. De Vlieger.
Watch all the flowers Dance with the wind Listen to snowflakes Whisper your name Feel all the wonder Lifting your dreams You can fly Fly to who you
I came to win, to fight, to conquer, to thrive I came to win, to survive, to prosper, to rise To fly, to fly I wish today it will rain all day Maybe
You don't understand what it is That makes me tick, but you wish you did You always second guess wonderin' I say yes but you just lose out every time
As the crow flies, baby Well I ain't too far from you As the crow flies, baby Well I ain't too far from you Yeah, but since I don't have wings Well I
Couple guys in first class on a flight from New York to Los Angeles Kinda making small talk, killin' time, flirtin' with the flight attendants Thirty
Any moment everything can change Feel the wind on your shoulder For a minute all the world can wait Let go of your yesterday Can you hear it calling?
Doesn't matter what you say Just tell me what would you do When I miss you like this, baby Gotta teleport your molecules Give you wings so you could fly
Volare, oh, oh Cantare, oh, oh, oh, oh Let's fly way up to the cloud Away from the maddening crowd We can sing in the glow of A star that I know of whew
Something is about to give I can feel it coming I think I know what it is I'm not afraid to die I'm not afraid to live And when I'm flat on my back I
There may come a time When you'll be tired As tired as a dream That wants to die And further to fly Further to fly Further to fly Further to fly Maybe
October 10 Here I am again Back where I started from And just when I let myself fall deep Fall hard It seems every time I give my all I turn around only
October 10 Here I am again Back where I started from And just when I let myself fall deep, fall hard It seems every time I give my all I turn around only
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Lazy flies all hovering above The magistrate, he puts on his gloves And he looks to the clouds, all pink and disheveled There must be some blueprints
Fly, fly little wing Fly beyond imagining The softest cloud, the whitest dove Upon the wind of heaven's love Past the planets and the stars Leave this
We were doomed from the start, as most lovers are are. Why am I doing this? Digging my own grave. Though it's shallow, I would lie in it. We're down in
