The flying doctor

Wanneer we zweven op een wolk spreken we toch duidelijk over verliefdheid? liefs Krage

He makes me float
therefore I lost the road
where I wanted to go?

the floor he stole
has been my goal
and sense for my soles

Now in places not flight proof
he got me on the roof
where else I could move?

if I don’t wonna fall
and can’t always crawl
to where I look small

whether there’s fog
and I’m blind for luck
he got me up

the sky’s home
since I can’t be down
(Cuz he hasn’t left me alone)
cloud nine I own

and enough I know
wherever paths may go
I float by love now


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