
Or So It Seems Songtext
Fly high above the clouds
On the wings of a dream
I hear your whisper loud
Or so it seems
Down in the shadow land
Where the sun never beams
I touch your slender hand
Or so it seems
Where we will have to treasure every trace of grace we find
Behind the walls below the ceiling
And its all inclined to give me such a bad, bad feeling
Run through the meadow land
Through the fast-flowing streams
I feel you near at hand
Or so it seems
It seems as though the world is such a place
On the wings of a dream
I hear your whisper loud
Or so it seems
Down in the shadow land
Where the sun never beams
I touch your slender hand
Or so it seems
Where we will have to treasure every trace of grace we find
Behind the walls below the ceiling
And its all inclined to give me such a bad, bad feeling
Run through the meadow land
Through the fast-flowing streams
I feel you near at hand
Or so it seems
LOMAX, JACKIE
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