SEASONS

Letra: Always the seasons ride on a bike
travel is easy, if you go by its side
like birds in the sky
look at the eagles in its fly
Air pass by

Wings are made of a sweet kind of glass
they can be broken if you are in a rush air pass by

Windy troubles in my mind
one solution I wanna find
through the window I can see something else apart from me

Stormy clouds or shiny sun
I wanna feel them all over me

Father, mother, food and wine
now I use them like a prize

like birds in the sky
look at the eagles in its fly
Air pass by

money, buildings, pride and speed
what else you need to succeed?
you´ve forgotten the useful prays
not religious, common sense
air pass by.