Brisa Roche

Flying Too High
I’m driving fastAnd walking too slowI’m catching my breathI’m wrecking the showRiding through stormI’m riding through sunI’d be padding fast with the wind on my chestIf your heart I had wonI’m on my way to you nowBut I can’t get there quickly enoughNo matter how I tryNo matter how I tryI’m flying too highI’m making a scene,On my way to your armsMy impatience is meanI’m flying too highI’m making a sceneOn my way to your armsI’m blazingRunning through grassSongtexteI’m pacing the shoreAwake before dawnTo your heart I imploreI’m skimming wavesI’m facing the wheelI’m making a fistAnd your heart I will stealI’m on my way to you nowBut I can’t get thereQuickly enoughNo matter how I tryNo matter how I tryI’m flying too highI’m making a sceneOn my way to your armsMy impatience is meanI’m flying too highI’m making a sceneOn my way to your armsI’m blazingDiving through mudAnd tearing my pantsI’m lingering longIn search of your glanceI’m waiting for down to light up my tracksI’ve wagered my heart so I’ve nothing to packI’m racing with my pulse, and I’m gliding at nightI’m wishing hard I could fall into your arms from my flight Aus Songtexte Mania