Icarus کے بول

Ooh, ooh, ooh Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh Ooh, ooh, ooh Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh Ooh, ooh, ooh Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh Temperature is rising High above the moon At the speed I'm flying I have to get there soon I guess I'm losing contact With tangible things And now my head is blown-out I've got to beat this thing Yeah, you're a child of the sun All of your world is tumblin' Down around your heels You got to catch Mother nature Catch Mother nature Catch Mother nature on the run, baby Yeah, you're a child of the sun Flying through the air like Icarus On the golden feathered wings Soaring high against the fire Sun (son) don't burn away (your wings) Yeah, you're a child of the sun, baby All of your world is tumblin' Down around your heels You got to catch mother nature Catch mother nature Catch mother nature on the run, baby Yeah, you're a child of the sun Flying through the air like Icarus On the golden feathered wings Soaring high against the fire Sun (son) don't burn away (your wings)