This Sky
JOYCE, MATTISON, TRUCKS
Sad, sad lover being true
Falling out a window for the view
All of us laugh, how many of us say?
This sky where we live is no place to lose your way
So love, love, love
Lose your body and your mind
And the bitter taste of time
All of us cry while we should be dancing
This sky where we live is no place to lose your way
So love, love, love
Fly, fly away, fly away
Fly fly away, do you remember?
All of us sleeping, how many of us dream?
This sky where we live is the place to lose your way
So love, love, love
Fly, fly away, fly away
Fly, fly away, do you remember?