Tafsiri zote

This is a song for a girl called Sophie
Used to write her name on my arm
Time has made us strangers
And I don't know her anymore

But I really hope she has made it
That someone took her home
She was lost by grass and missing
She would always walk alone

She was always like a feather
- In the air
I never knew if she was flying
- or falling
She was always like a feather
- In my life
I hope she flies.
I hope she flies.
I hope she flies.
I hope she flies.