SIX MILES
so far from you
six miles high
let all troubles behind
tīs cold in the air
ice on my face
turnin round my body
and see stars ridinī into space
what a majestic feel
up anī upper
high anī higher
cross old beauty sky
six miles high
Iīm near to the moon
wonīt come down
on earth I got no spoon
six miles high
fallin down again
two hundred miles an hour
back into this weaky world
six miles high
no--, I wonīt come down
six miles high
itīs only you
who gives me a reason
to come cool down
six miles high
what a pity
Iīve to leave that place
but fortunately
for the never ending moments
by your side
Đ 2003 by Gert Klimanschewski