Tom Cochrane
Tom Cochrane - Young Thing, Wild Dreams (rock Me) songtekst
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Young thing, young thing Your blade is ripe Walk out with a fever In the night Young thing, young thing (With) your fist so fat Forget about that Come on out and move me Move me, move me Let your spirit ring Rock me 'Til I can't think Young thing, young thing Is your world so flat Drive out to the edges Drive it all back Young thing, young thing When they lock you inside Slip out the back Come on and move me Move me, move me Let your spirit ring Rock me 'Til I can't think Move me, move me With all of your might Rock me, rock me Rock me, rock me Young thing, young thing With your senses sharp This land is your land It's in the heart Young thing, young thing With your senses keen This world is your world This world is free Young dream, young dream Take it to the heights Roll me over Those cities of lights Young thing, wild dreams We'll roll it to the sea We won't sop until we've Been released Move me, move me Put it to the test Rock me I can't get no rest Move me, move me 'Til I can't sleep Rock Me Young thing, young thing Take me to the heights (rock me) Roll me over Those cities of lights (rock me) Young thing, wild dreams We'll roll it to the sea (rock me) We won't stop Until we've been released (rock me) Young thing, young thing Is your world so flat (rock me) Let's drive out where the edge is Drive it all back (rock me) Young thing, wild dreams When they lock you inside Slip out the back (rock me) Come on and move me