Adam Strange کے بول

Something wonderfully right is going wrong with me Suddenly I feel the way I've always wished to be The leafless trees of winter, extend fantastic fingers To guide my gaze toward the sunlight through the clouds Adam Strange is in my brain, I'm so glad to know him Adam Strange is in my brain, I'm so glad to know him I'm so glad Man of letters, man of substance, bring me to my senses Keep me close to my companions', crumble all defences And we sit in silent wonder, before the tranquil water Reflecting undisturbed, the stillness of our minds Adam Strange is in my brain, I'm so glad to know him Adam Strange is in my brain, I'm so glad to know him I'm so glad Adam Strange, oh Adam Strange Oh Adam Strange, oh Adam Strange Oh Adam Strange, oh Adam Strange Oh Adam Strange, oh Adam Strange Oh Adam Strange, oh Adam Strange Oh Adam Strange