David Lee Roth
Skyscraper
I can hear the soundof the North Star callingTurn your high beams on(stay on my wing)I'm falling falling fallingAnd spinning and turningThis is ultra-driveThe beginnings of great thingscannot be seen by your naked eyeCrack the skies like lightningMothers milk, sonic boomIt's simply frighteningI'm a skyscraperFloat like a butterflyAcrobaticSpin like a B-52Dramaticand the radarthe radar locks on you, no staticCan I reach it nowI'm not up here oftenGod only knowsand he ain't talkin'I'm as skyscraper
From Letras Mania