Vanilla Sky — текст песни (Paul McCartney)





The chef prepares a special menu for your delight, oh my

Tonight you fly so high up in the vanilla sky

Unbearable or great

You gotta love every hour, you must appreciate



This is your time

This is your day

Youve got it all

Dont blow it away



The chef prepares a special menu for your delight, oh my

Tonight you fly so high up in the vanilla sky

Melted tinbeads cast your fortune in a glass of wine

Snail or fish, balloon or dolphin, see yourself shine



This is your time

This is your day

Youve got it all

Dont blow it away



The chef prepares a special menu for your delight, oh my

Tonight you fly so high up in the vanilla sky

In the vanilla, in the vanilla, in the vanilla sky

In the vanilla, in the vanilla, in the vanilla sky

In the vanilla sky



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