Adam And The Amethysts - Standing On A Strand | Текст песни

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I was standing on a strand
I was stranded on a street
when I heard the call
of my Miss Lady Sweet

I climbed out of my casket
and I climbed into her bike basket

City of light and blossom of cherry
I traded crystal river and tributary
and the sense they once contained

I was standing on a strand
I was stranded on a street
when I heard the call
of my Miss Lady Sweet

I climbed out of my casket
and I climbed into her bike basket

Streets of fire and clashing of swords
For the gift of flight, I traded my words
and the sense they once contained

I was standing on a strand
I was stranded on a street
when I heard the call
of my Miss Lady Sweet

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