Air Supply. The Vanishing Race. Zeneszám
(Graham Russell, Michael Sherwood, Larry Antonio)
Sun, I can't slow you down
Run, build on sacred ground
All of the leaves have blown away
Ghosts on a distant highway
In a vanishing race
Sleep, if your eyes must close
Weep, over a poisoned rose
Soon all the tears will blow away
Dust on a distant highway
In the vanishing race
Fly, closer to the sun
Fight, 'till your world is one
Soon all the stars will burn away
Ghosts on a different highway
In the Vanishing Race
Oh, shall we sleep tonight
Oh, when there's no hope in sight
Take all your dreams and drive away
Smoke on a distant highway
From the vanishing race
All my people
Respect your Mother Earth
Thank you for this life and this breath
And all my people's strength
Sun, I can't slow you down
Run, build on sacred ground
All of the leaves have blown away
Ghosts on a distant highway
In a vanishing race
Sleep, if your eyes must close
Weep, over a poisoned rose
Soon all the tears will blow away
Dust on a distant highway
In the vanishing race
Fly, closer to the sun
Fight, 'till your world is one
Soon all the stars will burn away
Ghosts on a different highway
In the Vanishing Race
Oh, shall we sleep tonight
Oh, when there's no hope in sight
Take all your dreams and drive away
Smoke on a distant highway
From the vanishing race
All my people
Respect your Mother Earth
Thank you for this life and this breath
And all my people's strength
Air Supply
Air Supply
Kedvencek