The Sweet Sky

(альбом: Nested - 1978)

Stand up straight
Watch your time
Learn the rules
Be cool, stay in line

Oh, but I'm still mixed up
Like a teenager
Gone like the fourth of July
For the sweet sky

What do I care anymore?
These rules make me bored
The same old rap, the same old gap
Well, it had me once before

But that's when I was mixed up
Like a teenager
Gone like the fourth of July
To the sweet sky (the sweet sky)

I'm free if I can be me
You're free if you just be
I'm free if I can be me
Naturally, naturally, naturally

Oh, my sweet love, I'm open to you now
To laugh with you, talk to you
Reel some rhythm and blues
I'll rock you all night

Don't put off this fire
I'm burning like the fourth of July
Or should I be shy for the sweet sky?
'Cause my love is high

People are beautiful
As they pass by
This rhythm is beautiful
Or should I be shy?

Oh, sweet love for the sweet sky
Sweet love for the sweet sky
Stumble by

Sweet love or the sweet sky
Stumble by, stumble by
Sweet love for the sweet sky
And I stumble by

Sweet love for the sweet sky
Stumble by, stumble by
Sweet love for the sweet sky
Stumble

Sweet love for the sweet sky
Sweet love for the sweet sky
Stumble
Sweet love for the sweet sky
Stumble