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Oh, the moment I call a flight I only wanted to be true Falling over I realise There's no way of escaping you Golden heights, fever and shake Early mornings wide awake Oh, the moment I call a flight I only wanted to be true We won't grow up over night I've seen the man you accuse The green and blue Colours are surrounding you Colours are surrounding you From Letras Mania