Eight Miles High (Eight Miles High 1969)

Текст песни Golden Earring - Eight Miles High (Eight Miles High 1969)

Eight miles high
And when you touch down
You'll find that it's stranger than known
Signs in the street
That say where you're going
Are somewhere, just being there own

Nowhere is, their warmth to be found
Among those, afraid of losing their ground
Rain, grey town, known for its sound
In places, small faces unbound

'Round the squares, huddled in storms
Some laughing, some just shapeless forms
Sidewalks scenes, and black limousines
Some living, some standing alone