Besedila: June Spirit (The). Other. Westward Winds Blow Cold.

in last night's dream
we stayed up at the beach
we watched the waves come crashing right down
we took off all our clothes
we rolled around in the cold dark sand
you said you loved the way it felt between your toes
the way you felt that night

please reach high
don't let me fall tonight
yeah let's
taste the sky
taste the sky with me tonight
if i have to wake up one more time
with these ugly dark red eyes
staring at that
ugly bright blue sky
well i'd rather...

please reach high
don't let me fall tonight
yeah let's
taste the sky
taste the sky with me tonight

please reach high
don't let me fall tonight
yeah let's
taste the sky
taste the sky with me tonight