Made Of Air
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Lyrics
Rising from my bed this summer day Through the ceiling I keep going up And the land looks kind of strange from here As I rise up in the atmosphere And my arms they really could be wings And my fingers feathers move like waves All the cars are just like little toys There a train on model railway lines Never seen houses so small as these Wonder what is moving me I'm made of air Wonder what is moving me As we move across the sky Wonder what is moving me Eye to eye with the bird passing by As we move across the sky Wonder what is moving me Moving far and free Rising from my bed this summer day Through the ceiling I keep going up
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Song Details
- Duration
- 04:37
- Key
- 1
- Tempo
- 140 BPM