Sixpence None The Richer "A Million Parachutes" |
Like a million parachutes The snow's coming down I lock up the front door And turn the lights down In the glow of the street lights I see them descent Like a million parachutes Small men on a mission I miss the warm And I miss the sun And I miss the ocean I miss everyone And I miss the bridges That span across the bay Tonight, it seems like ages ago Like a million parachutes The snow still falls The dogs are asleep now There's no one to call I'll put on some records And wait for the light All those million parachutes Now a blanket of white I miss the water And I miss the sun I miss the ocean I miss everyone And I miss the bridges That span across the bay Tonight, it seems like ages ago Lyric from www.lyricmania.com |