Aeroplane Blues

Tavola degli accordi #100666

fornita da marocon

Testo:

© marocon
Aeroplane Blues

You'd cut off your nose
To spite your face
(You) were your own worst enemy
Such a hard case

Chorus

Nobody knows why you filed a flight plan
You cruised close to the sun no intention to land
Send me the deadscrolls send me the clues
Why don't you send me the cure
For the aeroplane blues

We mounted a rescue
Searched night and day
Combed the hills and the valleys and
Began to pray

Chorus

Searching the heavens
Watching the skies
Looking for signs or a glimmer
Waiting for your blue eyes

Chorus