alrightMuchisimas gracias amigosTenemos mucha suerte de estar aquíUno, dos,

flock of birdsHoverin' aboveJust a flock of birdsThat's how

turn the music up, I got my records onI

lights go out and I can't be savedTides that

up to meet you, tell you I'm sorryYou don't

awake to find no peace of mindI said, "How

lights go out and I can't be savedTides that

am dreaming of when I get back to HoustonI

I wake up, and I'm falling asleepI think that

can’t come downNot for the life of meNot nowSome

and sisters uniteIt's the time of your livesIt's the

1: Chris gelenin en iyisini denedimOkuldaki diğer çocuklar gibi

know that this could hurt me badI know that

I just can't take itSometimes I just can't take

summer we hung round'On the streets of our hometownDreamed

1: Chris been reading books of oldThe legends and

Sometimes you're happy sometimes you frownWith your hormones bouncing up and

morning come bursting the clouds, amenLift off this blindfold,

at the stars, look how they shine for youAll

I: Music of the of the II: Higher