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Letra actual de la canción
Riding on the moonpath<br />in the silver of the night<br />The fragrance on the air<br />was of another time<br />I cried in all my innocence<br />you were dressed in white<br />and even if I'd had the strength<br />I couldn't move to save my life <br /><br />The fear and the thrill<br />of the beast at the window<br />The shivers and the chills<br />on the hottest of nights<br />he walked right through<br />my open door<br />As I began to run, he threw<br />some gold upon the floor, and said<br />There's plenty more<br />where that came from <br /><br />I'm tired of the bombs<br />I'm tired of the bullets<br />I'm tired of the crazies on TV<br />I'm the aviator<br />A dream's a dream whatever it seems <br /><br />I flew along the lighted street<br />I flew above the town<br />I flew in ever rising cicrcles<br />ever further from the ground<br />As I begin to lose my breath<br />printed faxes turn a spin<br />A distant corner of the room<br />will open up and let me in <br /><br />I'm tired of the news<br />I'm tired of the weather<br />I'm tired of the same thing every day<br />I'm the aviator<br />A dream's a dream whatever they say
Letra nueva de la canción
Riding on the moonpath<br />in the silver of the night<br />The fragrance on the air<br />was of another time<br />I cried in all my innocence<br />you were dressed in white<br />and even if I'd had the strength<br />I couldn't move to save my life <br /><br />The fear and the thrill<br />of the beast at the window<br />The shivers and the chills<br />on the hottest of nights<br />he walked right through<br />my open door<br />As I began to run, he threw<br />some gold upon the floor, and said<br />There's plenty more<br />where that came from <br /><br />I'm tired of the bombs<br />I'm tired of the bullets<br />I'm tired of the crazies on TV<br />I'm the aviator<br />A dream's a dream whatever it seems <br /><br />I flew along the lighted street<br />I flew above the town<br />I flew in ever rising cicrcles<br />ever further from the ground<br />As I begin to lose my breath<br />printed faxes turn a spin<br />A distant corner of the room<br />will open up and let me in <br /><br />I'm tired of the news<br />I'm tired of the weather<br />I'm tired of the same thing every day<br />I'm the aviator<br />A dream's a dream whatever they say
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