Too Much Heaven
Nos jeunes
Qu'ils font class dans la rue
Nos jeunes
Petits cols relevés
Des minettes et des minets
Bras dessous et doigt levé
Nos jeunes
Idéal de beauté de pensée
Nos jeunes
Fraîcheur ardeur et vitalité de
Nos jeunes
Que voudrait-on devenir ?
Comment voit-on l'avenir ?
L'essentiel est de tenir tenir
Plus jeune
Le lifting de la grand-mêre ne tient pas
Les années tombent par terre comme tu vois
On veut être comme la Claudia
Les starlettes a
These Wings
(Robin Lee Bruce/John Bettis/Trina Harmon)
Love was always letting me down
You know what I mean
The man of my dreams
Should knock me off my feet
Like you're doing now boy
Now you figured it out, boy, how
How did you reach down inside and
Find a butterfly, I'm a butterfly
Learning how to fly
These wings they fly away, hide away
I want to hide away
These wings they fly away, high away
I want to hide away, oh
Hard, every day was so hard
Now don't they go by
Like riding a slide
Get to the end, fly off into the night, boy, night
Everything is so right, boy, right
Now I could just circle the moon and
Bring it back to you
Bring it back to you
There's nothing I can't do
These wings they fly away, hide away
I want to hide away
These wings they fly away, high away
I want to hide away, oh
Like you're doing now, boy, now
You figured it out, boy, how
How did you reach down inside and
Find a butterfly, I'm a butterfly
Watch me fly
These wings they fly away, hide away
I want to hide away
These wings they fly away, high away
I want to hide away, oh