"Your Town" text
"Your Town"
I was looking down from a plane
That flew over your town
Sun was resting yellow-red
Over your town
And the cars were driving around
One of those cars
Could be yours
I looked down from a plane, and it flew
It flew over our town
Maybe you see
Maybe you hear my plane
Maybe you hear the children play
And scream to the airplanes
Over our home
Came spring
But came summer, I wouldn't know
I'm hoping, jumping
In secret I go
High over our home
Came spring
But came summer, I wouldn't know
I'm hoping, jumping
Man overboard
High over our home
I looked down from a plane, and I saw
I saw our town
The road and the houses and our playground
Look up, look here
Maybe you're looking when the children boomed when I fly
Over our home
Came spring
But came summer, I wouldn't know
I'm hoping, jumping
In secret I go
High over our home
Came spring
But came summer, I wouldn't know
I'm hoping, jumping
Man overboard
High over our home
Over our home
Writer(s): Laleh
- AZLyrics
- L
- Laleh Lyrics
album:
"Prinsessor" (2006)
Part Two
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