I feel the air is colder Now I feel that winter's here We're coming to winter Feel the breeze We're coming to winter I feel the breeze I feel
feel the air is colder now I feel that winter's here. [Chorus:] Feel the breeze, we're coming to winter [2x] I feel the breeze I feel dejected I feel
Traducción: Air Supply. Sinta a brisa.
dead read bitch ass nigga In the ground written across my tomb Let the breeze take my leaves if my trees don't bloom Put me in the sun and cut my air supply
I know your eyes in the morning sun I feel you touch me in the pouring rain And the moment that you wonder far from me I wanna feel you in my arms again
kamikaze ninjas with the bombs Flashes of neon, all we saw was flying arms Anytime I come by, alumni cut short their air supply Send 'em back like george
to a land mammal, it hurts to leave ya But I've had enough, and it'll be very relieving Just who do you think supplies the air you're breathing? Humongous
And I feel like a failure, a mute in the age of speech, I said I feel like a failure, a mute in the age of speech, Man I feel like a failure, a mute in
. And I feel like a failure, a mute in the age of speech, I said I feel like a failure, a mute in the age of speech, Man I feel like a failure, a mute
Need a place to hide From the rain The cold breeze Brings you back to me I smell you in the air I'm broken beyond repair Patience In short supply I can
suicidal kamikaze ninjas with the bombs Flashes of neon, all we saw was flying arms Anytime I come by, alumni cut short their air supply Send 'em back
