James
Skindiving
Put your hand inside this dream
Tip the scale, release this dream
Going down on a rolling wave
I'll pack the flag before I hit the ground
I can hear your thoughts arise
>From these depths to creamy skies
Driftin round, the waters cool
Let the waves cover you
The surface storm shows nothing free
The surface is calm the water is clear
The water's clear

INVIA LE CORREZIONI