Lebanese Blonde کے بول

Too low to find my way, too high to wonder: Why? I've touched this place before, somewhere, in another time Now, I can hear the sun, the clouds driftin' through the blinds I have a million thoughts flowin' through my mind A satellite recalled your voice Sent me 'round the world again All the nights you dreamt-away Sent me 'round my heart again One touch, upon my lips, and all my thoughts are clear I feel your smoky mist to the stratosphere Too low to find my way, too high to wonder: Why? I've touched this place before, somewhere, in another time Now I can hear the sun, the clouds driftin' through the blinds I have a million thoughts flowin' through my mind Too low to find my way, too high to wonder: Why? I've touched this place before, somewhere, in another time Now I can hear the sun, the clouds driftin' through the blinds I have a million thoughts flowin' through my mind