Marc Blackwell - We Swirl a Cyclone Тексты

I ride a spell cast on the night
Ride my wish come to life
Maybe it's desert voodoo
Bewitching me, lying next to you

I'm the air and you're the land
I blow my wind, pick up your sand

We swirl a cyclone, round and round
Clear a path through evil ground
We swirl a cyclone, round and round
We swirl a cyclone, tear it down
Clear a path out of this devil town

We gather strength, we make our break
Busting loose, we escape
Racing and dodging mesas
It's you and me, flying fast and free

I'm the air and you're the land
I blow my wind, pick up your sand
I'm the air and you're the land
I blow my wind, pick up your sand

We swirl a cyclone, round and round
Clear a path through evil ground
We swirl a cyclone, round and round
We swirl a cyclone, tear it down
Clear a path out of this devil town
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