Do you dare
take a breath
do you dream of a tragic death
i know you do
do you wail, do you weep
do you sing yourself to slepp
you delicate flower
and so what is love?
and who am i?
to dare to pull the stars from your favourite sky
you were born
forth from joy
you're every girl and boy
you know you are, you know you are
and you dress
like a dame
and you burn on a catholic flame
by the hours, by the hours
and so what is love?
and who am i?
to dare to pull the stars from your favourite sky
you possess, s'avoir faire
put cheap bleach on your hair
you know you do
you know you do
do you dare
take a breath
do you dream of a tragic death
you delicate flower
and so what is love?
and who am i?
to dare to pull the stars from your favourite sky
and so what is love?
and who am i?
to dare to pull the stars from your favourite sky
from your favourite sky
I Am Kloot - From Your Favourite Sky Lyrics
I Am Kloot - From Your Favourite Sky Lyrics
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Do you dare
take a breath
do you dream of a tragic death
i know you do
do you wail, do you weep
do you sing yourself to slepp
you delicate flower
and so what is love?
and who am i?
to dare to pull the stars from your favourite sky
you were born
forth from joy
you're every girl and boy
you know you are, you know you are
and you dress
like a dame
and you burn on a catholic flame
by the hours, by the hours
and so what is love?
and who am i?
to dare to pull the stars from your favourite sky
you possess, s'avoir faire
put cheap bleach on your hair
you know you do
you know you do
do you dare
take a breath
do you dream of a tragic death
you delicate flower
and so what is love?
and who am i?
to dare to pull the stars from your favourite sky
and so what is love?
and who am i?
to dare to pull the stars from your favourite sky
from your favourite sky
take a breath
do you dream of a tragic death
i know you do
do you wail, do you weep
do you sing yourself to slepp
you delicate flower
and so what is love?
and who am i?
to dare to pull the stars from your favourite sky
you were born
forth from joy
you're every girl and boy
you know you are, you know you are
and you dress
like a dame
and you burn on a catholic flame
by the hours, by the hours
and so what is love?
and who am i?
to dare to pull the stars from your favourite sky
you possess, s'avoir faire
put cheap bleach on your hair
you know you do
you know you do
do you dare
take a breath
do you dream of a tragic death
you delicate flower
and so what is love?
and who am i?
to dare to pull the stars from your favourite sky
and so what is love?
and who am i?
to dare to pull the stars from your favourite sky
from your favourite sky
Writer: Andrew Hargreaves, John Bramwell, Peter Jobson
Copyright: Lyrics © BMG Rights Management
Copyright: Lyrics © BMG Rights Management