Fly
I'm flying around in a place that i've found
You can't see the sky, there's nothing around
But yellows, blues, greens and golds
Flying
The story's an old one, I know you can see
The violets and yellows of the moon on the sea
And purple the colour of???
Flying
???
Orange and silver, I heard a voice cry
White is the purest, do you know why?
Flying
Crimson sun beam touches the night
???
??? it's alright, it's alright, it's alright
Flying
You can't see the sky, there's nothing around
But yellows, blues, greens and golds
Flying
The story's an old one, I know you can see
The violets and yellows of the moon on the sea
And purple the colour of???
Flying
???
Orange and silver, I heard a voice cry
White is the purest, do you know why?
Flying
Crimson sun beam touches the night
???
??? it's alright, it's alright, it's alright
Flying
Credits
Writer(s): Quinton Otis
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