"Springs"
Air on the streets, lights on trees
Eight days a week, the singer's illness
I want to be where the sun meets the sky
I want there, it's out of your mind
And I'm sure you're keeping secrets
I breathe in the air when I want to block
I want to sleep under the river
Is my moment, you know what I mean
Ooooh, this is a blue sky
And headlights, and the headlines
It is a new wave, a new day
It's a perfect moment, oh
For a moment I Springs, Moving Out
Out of my way, LA, Berlin
I do not live here and never return home
I want the grass beneath your feet
I want to shop on the high street
And I'm sure you're keeping secrets
When you I want to be your alarm
I want to be around you might
I want to be the one that you can be proud of
Oooh, it's a blue sky
And headlights, and the headlines
It is a new wave, a new day
It's a perfect moment, oh
For a moment I Springs, Moving Out
Get a sound, get a doctor
That is your choice, no one can stop you
I want to be around you might
I want to be the one that you can be proud of
Got a job, I do not get any pension
For the love of it - is too tight to mention money
I want to be in town rockin'est
So I let him kill me. I want to do
Say, your home where you make it
That's right, I know you fake it
I want to lose your train seat
I want to stand up and walk on my own feet
I want to be around you might
I want to be a rock under the ground
I want to be the one that you can be proud of
I want to be around you might
I want to be around you might
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