Dulce and Gabbana Lyrics

Sometimes, walking through the park

Her Dulce and Gabbana rides

A breeze all the way

Back to a memory

And all the guards

All the guards

Take the call to their stations

The whip-poor-will hangin by my door

He held his breath too long now

He's a bluebird laughing on a limb

Is he lonely or just alone?

Take a the call to your station

Volatile mood swings

Up and then down diving through the breeze

Butterflies fluttering

Flying me high on adrenaline

But you would never know

Sometimes, staring at the stars

The thought of insignificance

Overwhelms me into a panic

And all the guards

Take the call to their stations

Volatile mood swings

Up and then down diving through the breeze

Butterflies fluttering

Flying me high on adrenaline

But you would never never know

Sometimes, it feels like

I've stumbled into my right place

But a whip-poor-will is singing out

All we can do is hope for the best

And never forget that the blue skies

Are just beyond the clouds