Текст песни Swift K.I.D - Bed of Clouds (Radio Edit; feat. Guy Sebastian)
I Spend My Life Daydreaming,
That We Could Be Leaving It All Behind
Could You Imagine The Feeling
Of Making It Out And We Could Be Sleeping
On A Bed Made Of Clouds
I Can't Seem To Reach My Destination
Yea I Smile, Yet I Stress Da Obstacles I'm Facin'
Say Its Written So Wat It Take For Me To Erase It?
Losin' My Patience N' Life Too Hard For Me To Embrace It
Say I'm Fly, But Higher I Wanna Soar
Success Is Just Like Stars, I Could See It But Its Far
Everyday A Star Is Born.
Since My Day Of Birth, Been Managing All The Quirks,
So Since Day One, Gathering These Parts... For Me To Get Back Home
I Can't Lie, Look To The Sky, Cuz Its Seems Hopeless
Feel As The Days Goes By, I Pray But I Hope Less
So Stress, So, Why Wouldn't I Smoke Sess
A Kidder, But As The Real Gets Realer, I Joke Less
Nightlife, And Highlights All A Front
To Disguise My Disgust, Cuz The Life I Really Want
Is, Outter Space, So I Continue To Chase
The Stars, And Until I'm Blinded By Its Grace
I Spend My Life Daydreaming,
That We Could Be Leaving it All Behind
Could You Imagine The Feeling
Of Making It Out And We Could Be Sleeping
On A Bed Made Of Clouds
Oh
On A Bed Made Of Clouds
Just A Diamond In The Dirt
Til' I'm Discovered And Dey Reveal How Much I'm Really Worth
I, Stay Up. Feel My Home Ain't Really Earth
A Star, But No Shine, I Continue Feelin' Cursed
And Since This Destiny... God Given
Wonder Wat We Done So Bad To Deserve This Hard Livin'
Like A Dreamworks Logo, Should Be In The Clouds Sittin'
Its All Lies In My Vizion, Cuz Real Life Its All Different
Wat Should Be, Isn't, Instead I'm Alone Sippin'
Cuz All The Keys To Succeed, Seems Its All Missin'
My Head To The Sky, I Wonder If God Listen
Praying Or Dat Spark To Make His Star Glisten
Somewhere In My Life I Remiss.
Told These Stars We See No Longer Exist... I Guess I Missed It
But I Won't Sit Here Wishin'
1 Day I Will Reach The Sky's Abyss... Stay On My Mission
I Spend My Life Daydreaming,
That We Could Be Leaving it All Behind
Could You Imagine The Feeling
Of Making It Out And We Could Be Sleeping
On A Bed Made Of Clouds
Oh
On A Bed Made Of Clouds
I Spend All My Lonely Days
But Ill Find Away
Now Im Breaking All These Chains
I See My Way out, of all This Cold And Darkness
I, I Found My Bright Escape
Now I Can Release It
I Spent My Life Daydreaming
That We Could Be Leaving it All Behind
Could You Imagine The Feeling
Of Making It Out And We Could Be Sleeping
On A Bed Made Of Clouds
Oh
On A Bed Made Of Clouds
On A Bed Made Of Clouds
Bed Made Of Clouds, Clouds, Clouds
