Ball Of Fire Songtext
von Israel Vibration
Ball Of Fire Songtext
Pretty and red, pretty and red
Flowers dyin′ in their bed, oh, yeah
Why is everyone crying
Don't you know you can see
Shining down on you and me, yeah
And the ball of fire in the sky, yeah
Keeps watching over you and I, way up high
And the ball of fire in the sky, come on
Keeps watching over you and I, way up high
And now the towers are fallin′
Tumblin' down, tumblin' down
Oh, can′t you hear the angels callin′
Oh, yeah, listen
Shinin' through eternity
As it was, so it shall be, yeah And the ball of fire in the sky, yeah
Keeps watching over you and I, way up high, yeah
And the ball of fire in the sky
Keeps watching over you and I, you and I, yes, it does
And the ball of fire in the sky, come on
It keeps watching over you and I, way up high, come on
And the ball of fire in the sky, yeah
Keeps watching over you and I, you and I, way up high
And the ball of fire in the sky, yeah
It keeps watching over you and I, way up high
And the ball of fire in the sky, come on
It keeps watching over you and I, way up high
Pretty and red, pretty and red
Flowers dyin′ in their bed, oh, yeah
Flowers dyin′ in their bed, oh, yeah
Why is everyone crying
Don't you know you can see
Shining down on you and me, yeah
And the ball of fire in the sky, yeah
Keeps watching over you and I, way up high
And the ball of fire in the sky, come on
Keeps watching over you and I, way up high
And now the towers are fallin′
Tumblin' down, tumblin' down
Oh, can′t you hear the angels callin′
Oh, yeah, listen
Shinin' through eternity
As it was, so it shall be, yeah And the ball of fire in the sky, yeah
Keeps watching over you and I, way up high, yeah
And the ball of fire in the sky
Keeps watching over you and I, you and I, yes, it does
And the ball of fire in the sky, come on
It keeps watching over you and I, way up high, come on
And the ball of fire in the sky, yeah
Keeps watching over you and I, you and I, way up high
And the ball of fire in the sky, yeah
It keeps watching over you and I, way up high
And the ball of fire in the sky, come on
It keeps watching over you and I, way up high
Pretty and red, pretty and red
Flowers dyin′ in their bed, oh, yeah
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