paroles de chanson Over The Cliff Into The Deep Deep Blue - Golden Earring

Gettin' stoned on a saturday
afternoon on Beaver Lake
Being young's just a piece of cake
Getting old miles away
Over the cliff into the deep deep blue
Watch me flying safe and waterproof
Like qualified fools will do
Over the cliff into the deep below
It's cold and the skies are grey
Walking dogs in the pourin' rain
Seems like time somewhere escaped
Before I knew it was gettin' late
Over the cliff into the deep deep blue
Always tryin' to get in touch with you
And there ain't no lying for just the simple truth
A qualified fool for you
Breathin' water and I'm fightin' for air
As if there's nothin' more left to fear
And we feel totally innocent
Close my eyes and count my blessings
With one last fortress to defend
With one last word left in the sand
It's cold and the skies are grey
Walking dogs in the pourin' rain
Walking dogs in the pourin' rain