Lletres:
Oceans Upon Us Light The Skies

I?d sell my soul, to see you smile I?d light the skies, empty the nile I?d take your hands, or burn my own All for you Don?t fall away from me Don?t

the ocean where the hand of opportunity Draws tickets in a lottery, postcards we're mailing Of sky-blue skies and oceans from rooms the daylight Never sees where lights

the night Winged Lilith born for want of Eden Fanning plumes of harlotry like pearls before the desert swine The skies, they darken and the oceans part

He invented the phonograph, the light bulb, the motion picture projector, the stock market ticker, the alkaline storage battery and hundreds of other things.) "The Distinguished Flying Cross upon

cried Thousands are sailing Again across the ocean Where the hand of opportunity Draws tickets in a lottery Postcards we're mailing Of sky-blue skies and oceans

ocean Where the hand of opportunity Draws tickets in a lottery Postcards we're mailing Of sky-blue skies and oceans From rooms the daylight never sees Where lights