Текст песни Paris, Cali, Milan - Soraya

Hitched a ride last night
Driving fast never felt so right
I held my hand up high
And grabbed a handful of my life

There's a feeling of an urgent kind
That makes me run when I'm walking
That line I lose myself in the warmth it gives me

I lose myself in it's jaded bliss
I dream, I grieve, I make believe
I fly away yet I'll fight to stay

Once again, I face a change
That moves my world into unknown space

This place I call home
Is an ever changing array of stones

Paris, Cali, Milan
Are my faithful lovers
I fall in their arms

There's a feeling of an urgent kind
That makes me run when I'm walking
That line I lose myself in the warmth it gives me
I lose myself in it's jaded bliss I dream,
I grieve, I make believe
I fly away yet I'll fight to stay

Once again, I face a change
That moves my world into unknown space

Unto wisdom and unto glory
Unto failure and unto fame
I'll throw myself and I won't
Look back I'll crave them all
With no sense of shame

There's a feeling of an urgent kind
That makes me run when I'm walking
That line I lose myself in the warmth it gives me
I lose myself in it's jaded bliss I dream,
I grieve, I make believe
I fly away yet I'll fight to stay

Once again, I face a change
That moves my world into unknown space