Colin James - Getting Higher Lyrics
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Getting Higher
Getting Higher Lyrics |
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What Are The Lyrics For Getting Higher By Colin James?
Sittin' on the front step
Watch the world goin' by And looking up Through the buildings, to the sky Yeah I can see a jet stream Someone else is moving on So I walk And let the world just pull me along Mm, well well I'm starting to roll On my greatest hits When I get on a roll I got to go with it Moving out into space Going in a blur This is how if feels getting higher It's stormy but the sun's out Everything is up in the air To slow me down 'Cause half the fun is getting there I'm giving in to something I really know nothing about But it feels good To let go, and let it out I'm starting to roll I can never resist When I get on a roll I got to go with it Moving out into space Going by in a blur This is how if feels getting higher Nothing is certain Everything's moving around me Nothing is certain Everything's good that surrounds me I'm starting to roll I can never resist When I get on a roll I got to go with it Moving out into space Going by in a blur This is how it feels getting higher I'm starting to roll On the greatest hits When I get on a roll I got to go with it Moving out into space Going in a blur This is how it feels getting higher When you get on a roll You gotta go with it When you get on a roll You gotta go with it When you get on a roll You gotta go higher |
Who Wrote Getting Higher By Colin James?
Craig William Andrew Northey, Colin James
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