sound Can't think of anything I need All I need is to think of you Is the air that I breathe My heart belongs to you All I need to love you Is the air
is the air that I breathe and to love you All I need is the air that I breathe, yes, to love you All I need is the air that I breathe You're all I want
it might never happen Now it is happening There's a show we can see at the base outside of town Where the planes, they turn circles in the air I watch
my body of every hair?c?crub me down with amphetamine Jump back in my rail?c?cpunchin' it I got spooked2 Remove tattoos, the bel air blues?c?cthink I
Blue, blue is the color of skies Blue is the color of your eyes Your beautiful blue eyes Black, black is the color you wore Black is the promise You
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me I feel around him the darkness of an empty house And there's nothing there Just a terrified chameleon hiding out in the thinnest of air The love
When whippoorwills call and evening is nigh I hurry to my Blue Heaven A turn to the right, a little white light Will lead me to my Blue Heaven I'll see
blue Air, I need you like air Water, I need you like water Here she comes Buzzing through my memory Here's the ghost Her perfume trickles through the Air
it might never happen. but now it is happening. theres a show we can see at the base outside of town where the planes they turn circles in the air. i
Blue, blue is the color of skies Blue is the color of your eyes Your beautiful blue eyes Black, black is the color you wore Black is the promise you made
horseflies are an irridescent green plums boiled down to pulp drying on a screen bright red air inside the house here i can barely draw breath dark blue
up and go back where you belong Dreaming's for the dead, kid, the road is too long" Middle finger in the air, I'm still here Egging them on My finger in the air
seas Living my life like a kamikaze Losing you would bring me to my knees You're the air I need to breathe The air I need to breathe The air I need to
an irridescent green plums boiled down to pulp drying on a screen bright red air inside the house here i can barely draw breath dark blue shapes
the clear blue... Air...I need you like Air Water...I need you like water Here she comes, Buzzing through my memory, Here's the ghost, Perfume trickles through the... Air
Translation: Air Supply. Black And Blue.
Translation: And You Will Know Us By The Trail Of Dead. The Day The Air Turned Blue.
