I cant stand to fly
Im not that naive
Im just out to find
The better part of me
Im more than a bird Im more than a plane
More than some pretty face beside a train
Its not easy to be me
I wish that I could cry
Fall upon my knees
Find a way to lie
'bout a home Ill never see
It may sound absurd but dont be naive
Even Heroes have the right to bleed
I may be disturbed but wont you concede
Even Heroes have the right to dream
Its not easy to be me
Up, up and away away from me
Well its all right You can all sleep sound tonight
Im not crazy or anything
I cant stand to fly
Im not that naive
Men werent meant to ride
With clouds between their knees
Im only a man in a silly red sheet
Digging for kryptonite on this one way street
Only a man in a funny red sheet
Looking for special things inside of me
inside of me ...... inside of me ...(x2)
Im only a man in a funny red sheet
Im only a man looking for a dream
Im only a man in a funny red sheet
Its not easy ... wu.. hoo.. hoo..
Its not easy to be me...








--
...When breathing just passes the time
Until we all just get old and die
Now talking's just a waste of breath
And living's just a waste of death
And why put a new address
On the same old loneliness...
By: Fall Out Boy
--
Ransome notes keep falling out your mouth
mid sweet talk news paper word cut outs
speak no feeling no i dont believe you
you dont care a bit you dont care a bit
hide and seek
trains and sowing machines
boold and tears they were here first
--
...When breathing just passes the time
Until we all just get old and die
Now talking's just a waste of breath
And living's just a waste of death
And why put a new address
On the same old loneliness...
By: Fall Out Boy
--
...may I neither dread nor desire the last day...
--
Ransome notes keep falling out your mouth
mid sweet talk news paper word cut outs
speak no feeling no i dont believe you
you dont care a bit you dont care a bit
hide and seek
trains and sowing machines
boold and tears they were here first
--
Ransome notes keep falling out your mouth
mid sweet talk news paper word cut outs
speak no feeling no i dont believe you
you dont care a bit you dont care a bit
hide and seek
trains and sowing machines
boold and tears they were here first
--
"Finch'è ancora tempo, mio Amore, e prima che bruci Parigi..."
Previous Page12Next Page