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Outras músicas:
- Blue Sky Hotel
- Carnival Is Over
- Catch Me If You Can
- Clouds In My Coffee
- Dream Away
- El Paso
- Fare Thee Well
- Hear Me Calling
- Lands End
- Never Forget
- Never Means That Nothing Will Remain
- Slow Train
- Take The Road To Somewhere
- The City That Doesnt Exist
- The Howling Of The Lonesome Wolf
- The Story Of Jack The Knife
- Train To Nowhere
- When Will I Find My Way Home
- Xanadoo
Quatro anos de trabalho duro!Neste mês de maio fizemos quatro anos no ar. Continuamos trabalhando na divulgação deste maravilhoso instrumento, obrigado por participar da nossa história!
words and music by Michael Seibt
C C E E7
Sitting in the train to nowhere, I am staring into the world outside
C C E E7
Green fields as far as the eye can reach, the sky above is opened wide
F F Fm E E
A suitcase with my broken dreams is lying in the rack
C E E7 Am Am
Packed up memories, no reason to look back
Refrain
F G C C/H Am
I see her face in the mirror, but I cannot see her eyes
F G C C/H Am
I hear her voice in the sky, but I only hear her lies
F G C C/H C
I see her face reflecting in the water disturbed by the tears I am crying
No one cares, the train rides on, mile by mile away from home
The passengers are prisoners traveling like some rolling stones
Sitting here in the compartment, close-lipped with blind eyes
Trapped in the rules of our own device.
Refrain ...
When our train passes dirty suburbs, linen is drying in the sooty wind
Some kids are playing in the back-yard, a scene just like an old blue-print
I tear her mendacious letter, the scraps of paper fly away
carrying the first true words she said
Refrain ...
www.sound-of-blue-sky.de
C C E E7
Sitting in the train to nowhere, I am staring into the world outside
C C E E7
Green fields as far as the eye can reach, the sky above is opened wide
F F Fm E E
A suitcase with my broken dreams is lying in the rack
C E E7 Am Am
Packed up memories, no reason to look back
Refrain
F G C C/H Am
I see her face in the mirror, but I cannot see her eyes
F G C C/H Am
I hear her voice in the sky, but I only hear her lies
F G C C/H C
I see her face reflecting in the water disturbed by the tears I am crying
No one cares, the train rides on, mile by mile away from home
The passengers are prisoners traveling like some rolling stones
Sitting here in the compartment, close-lipped with blind eyes
Trapped in the rules of our own device.
Refrain ...
When our train passes dirty suburbs, linen is drying in the sooty wind
Some kids are playing in the back-yard, a scene just like an old blue-print
I tear her mendacious letter, the scraps of paper fly away
carrying the first true words she said
Refrain ...
www.sound-of-blue-sky.de
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