Fly on a Windshield Songtext
von Steve Hackett
Fly on a Windshield Songtext
There′s something solid forming in the air
And the wall of death is lowered in Times Square
But no one seems to care
They carry on as if nothing was there
The wind was blowing harder now Blowing dust into my eyes
The dust settles on my skin
Making a crust I cannot move in
And I'm hovering like a fly
Waiting for the windshield on the freeway
And the wall of death is lowered in Times Square
But no one seems to care
They carry on as if nothing was there
The wind was blowing harder now Blowing dust into my eyes
The dust settles on my skin
Making a crust I cannot move in
And I'm hovering like a fly
Waiting for the windshield on the freeway
Writer(s): Phil Collins, Michael Rutherford, Steve Hackett, Peter Gabriel, Anthony Banks Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
