Kate Bush - The Big Sky Lyrics
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The Big Sky
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What Are The Lyrics For The Big Sky By Kate Bush?
They look down
At the ground Missing But I never go in now I'm looking at the big sky I'm looking at the big sky now I'm looking at the big sky You never really understood me You never really tried That cloud, that cloud Looks like Ireland C'mon and blow it a kiss now But quick 'Cause its changing in the big sky Its changing in the big sky now Were looking at the big sky You never understood me You never really tried This cloud, this cloud Says Noah C'mon and build me an ark And if you're coming, jump 'Cause were leaving with the big sky Were leaving with the big sky Were leaving with the big sky Were looking at the Were looking at the And we pause for the jets Hup, hup, in the big sky Were leaving with the big sky You want my reply? What was the question? I was looking at the big sky Were looking at the Tell 'em, sisters Rolling over like a great big cloud Rolling over with the big sky Rolling over like a great big cloud Rolling over with the big sky Rolling over like a great big cloud Rolling over with the big sky Rolling over like a great big cloud Rolling over with the big sky Rolling over like a great big cloud Rolling over with the big sky Rolling over like a great big cloud Rolling over with the big sky Rolling over like a great big cloud Rolling over with the big sky Rolling over like a great big cloud Rolling over with the big sky Rolling over like a great big cloud Rolling over with the big sky Rolling over like a great big cloud Rolling over with the big sky |
Who Wrote The Big Sky By Kate Bush?
Kate Bush
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What's The Duration Of The The Big Sky By Kate Bush?The duration of The Big Sky is 4:41 minutes and seconds. |
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