Il testo della 11 easy steps

Trout Fishing In America

Data di rilascio : 10/08/2004

Durata : 0:04:06

Stile : Children's Music

(k. grimwood/e. idlet)
I'm still spinning round, but i'm lowering my orbit,
My feet don't touch the ground, sometimes i drag my knees;
Over the fences, over the plain,
Holdin' the canvas that's holdin' the rain,
I know imagination's the only thing that can stop me.
I'm still spinning around, coloring my senses,
Helicopter dance, the cotton-cloudy day,
Out through the window, over the trees,
Follow the rivers right down to the seas,
I know imagination's the only thing that can stop me.
Dream the endless dream, memories erase themselves
Childhood just becomes a box stored upon the closet shelves.
Dream the endless dream, memories replace themselves
Believe in fantasies; look into your eyes, i see myself.
Climbin' a rope ladder over the wall,
I can be anything at all,
I know imagination's the only thing that can stop me.
I'm still spinning round, but i'm lowering my orbit,
My feet don't touch the ground, sometimes i drag my knees;
Over the fences, over the plain,
Holdin' the canvas that's holdin' the rain,
I know imagination's the only thing that can stop me.
Climbin' a rope ladder over the wall,
I can be anything at all,
I know imagination's the only thing that can stop me;
That can stop me.