Album: Buddha‐Bar Beach: Barcelona
I think I wanna fly for a while, for a little while.
I ride the wind and the rain for a millions miles.
I’m flying straight for the eye of the storm, of the hurricane.
Put out your hands, we will feel no pain
Into the eye,
Do it again,
Come on fly.
Into the eye,
Do it again,
Come on fly,
Into the Hurricane
I say oh my inner eye
open wide till the day I die