Walking on Air Songtext
von Ben Ottewell

When I was a young man I found
You bewitched me with your mysterious spell
With the sound of your voice
The smell of your hair

And I′ve felt that I was walking on air

As she loves you and drags you through hell
I was foolish and I was overwhelmed
In the eye of the storm
You always were there

And It felt just like walking on air


And when the nights were long
You sang me a sweet song
Told me how was night run
Gave me a love

And our lives strong, long road
You gave me there's to hold
A sense of belief in it all
A sense of belief

Now you′ve gone
And I'm feelin' the old
These echoes winds have dissolved
But I can still hear your voice
I can still smell your hair

And it feels just like walking on air
It feels just like walking on air
I feel like I′m walking on air