Enough with the heat
Where rain does not come
Enough with the feeling
That change, never has his turn
Sailing away, far, far away from home
The top of the ceiling, where my dreams come true
Come walk through the filed
Stay close to your thoughts
The gift has been given
The rails burn like the sun
It’s all right, It’s all right...
Come walk through the filed
Stay close to your thoughts
The gift has been given
The rails burn like the sun
It’s all right, It’s all right,
It’s all right, It’s all right...