Lyrics

Take the staircase To the lower floor Taste the kind of blue you came here for You have walked for miled to see this Sleight of hand in a minor swing You cannot see how he moves his strings so pure of heart I have been on the run always chasing the sun Trying to find a way out And I found it now I found it now Freedom a sudden flow Freedom the lights are low Freedom these sounds of cool Freedom I treasure you I have been on the run always Chasing the sun trying to find a way out Silent conversations with himself Scaling ladders up and down to hell into heavens filled with fire I have been on the run always chasing the sun Trying to find a way out And I found it now I found it now Freedom a sudden flow Freedom the lights are low Freedom these sounds of cool Freedom I treasure you... Freedom I treasure you I have been on the run always chasing the sun trying to find a way out Autumn leaves that softly flow Dizzy sounds cut through the smoke Like a bridge between desires
Writer(s): Peter Ewijk Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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