I would search this world for you Even though you can't imagine I wanna take you to China I wanna kiss you in Rome I use rocket ships And mine sweepers Transistor radio receivers I wanna hold you Wanna hold you too tight Gonna break every bone Of everybody in sight
When I'm flying so high (Flying so high) Like a bird in the sky But you're dragging me down, yeah But you're dragging me down, yeah But you're dragging me down Down down down
I hear your talking and whispers Pale drawn out nails and fingers I'm seeing shapes behind the curtains You're looking older But you can't be certain You're so tired but you just can't sleep You're so shallow but you're in too deep Your hands shaking, body splitting Bodies mine I know, I know, 'cause I told you so
When I'm flying so high (Flying so high) Like a plane in the sky But you're dragging me down, yeah But you're dragging me down, yeah But you're dragging me down Down down down You're dragging me down You're dragging me down Dra-dra-dragging me down You're dragging me down You're dragging me, dragging me, dragging me You're dragging me down
I never can quite remember Was it June, July or September That you sold your soul to me, to me That you sold your soul to me, to me
When I'm flying so high (Flying so high) Like a star in the sky But you're dragging me down, yeah But you're dragging me down, yeah But you're dragging me down, yeah When I'm flying so high (Flying so high) Like a star in the sky But you're dragging me down But you're dragging me down But you're dragging me down Down down down Dragging me down [x9]
Compositores: Clinton David Boon, Graham Paul Lambert, Martyn John Walsh, Thomas William Hingley, Craig Douglas Gill (Noddy) ECAD: Obra #7805550 Fonograma #10392986