Crosby, Stills, Nash And Young

Carried Away
You came from out of the sky, Your skin and your eyes, Colours of bronze, the moon in your ear Twinkled and shone. Soon you'll be gone. Sailing out on the blue, Your old man and you Drifting along, leaving me here, Thinking it through. Soon you'll be gone. Moving through my changes as fast as i can, Try to bring a balance to me and the man. And part of me is screaming to say: I wanna be carried away Moving through my changes as fast as i can, Try to bring a balance to me and the man. And part of me is screaming to say: I wanna be carried away Out of the skies, Your skin and your eyes, Colours of bronze, the star in your ear Twinkled and shone. Soon you'll be gone. From Letras Mania