Far far away (Original: Slade)

Lyric

I've seen the yellow lights go down the Mississippi,
I've seen the bridges of the world and they're for real.
I've had a red light of the wrist
without me even gettin' kissed.
It still seems so unreal.

I've seen the morning in the mountains of Alaska,
I've seen the sunset in the east and in the West.
I've sang the glory that was Rome
And passed the hound dog singer's home.
It still seems for the best.

And I'm far, far away
with my head up in the clouds!
And I'm far, far away
with my feet down in the crowds!
Lettin' loose around the world,
but the call of home is loud.
Still is loud!

I've seen the Paris lights from high upon Montmartre,
and felt the silence hanging low in no mans land.
And all those Spanish nights were fine,
it wasn't only from the wine.
It still seems all in hand.

And I'm far, far away
with my head up in the clouds!
And I'm far, far away
with my feet down in the crowds!
Lettin' loose around the world,
but the call of home is loud.
Still is loud

I've seen the yellow lights go down the Mississippi,
the grand Bahama island stories carry on.
And all those arigato smiles,
stay in your memory for a while.
There still seems more to come.

And I'm far, far away
with my head up in the clouds!
And I'm far, far away
with my feet down in the crowds!
Lettin' loose around the world,
but the call of home is loud.
Still is loud!

And I'm far, far away
with my head up in the clouds!
And I'm far, far away
with my feet down in the crowds!

And I'm far, far away
but the sound of home is loud.
Still is loud!

 

Erstveröffentlichung

  • Text:
    Neville Holder, James Lea
  • Musik:
    Neville Holder, James Lea

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