Rooftops Songtext
von Kéknyúl

Grabbed my honey from the circus
The cook coughing down the surface street
His finger pointing upwards
My eyes follow and what do they meet?

Could this be?
Aint no way
Not to me
Not today

Pillows flying from the rooftops
Flames licking the naive sky
Jumping cross from rooftop to rooftop, up so high
Up so high
Up so high
Up so high
Up so high trapped up on the rooftop

Somehow inside I feel that it′s all right
Aint no point in getting uptight, no
It's no question that it is out of control
But rather can I still grow satisfied


Up so high
Up so high
Up so high up on this rooftop
Up so high, trapped on this rooftop

Could this be?
Aint no way
Not to me
Not today

Could this be?
Aint no way
Not to me
Not today

Could this be?
Aint no way
Not to me
Not today

I just can′t escape, oh no, the way they do
Up so high
Up so high
Up so high
Up so high


Up so high
Up so high up on this rooftop
Up so high, trapped on this rooftop