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Paul Mac
Paul Mac
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Paul Mac
Paul Mac
Composer
A. Wilson
A. Wilson
Composer

Lyrics

There's a place of my own I go that I have found When I'm left bare and cold When there's nothing at all I lift through the clouds I go on a wave of sound I go on my own when the feeling calls Chorus I'm floating above the ground so get used to it Cos I'm not coming down It's sunny above the clouds You can't touch me here It's the sweeet of the darkness Coming into my ears Something shifts in my soul Something warms the cold Lift me up, let me go, just get me out of here A hand from above give me something to hold Chorus I'm floating above the ground so get used to it Cos I'm not coming down It's sunny above the clouds You can't touch me here
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