No more gravity
The sun was pink
And he talked to me
No more gravity
The sun was pink
And he talked to me
Kept me busy
I'll try to be happy
I felt the wind on me
Carressing my neck
And blessing my heck
Carressing my neck
And blessing my heck
A dicky bird is flying low
September sun-kissed distraught
September sun-kissed distraught
September sun-kissed distraught
September sun-kissed distraught
September sun-kissed distraught
September sun-kissed distraught