Steve Strauss Closer - 群星

You gotta fold'em on the table

When you hold and loose in hand

But he says come and have a look at how she glitters

And tell me that you are not gambling me

The close you again

The faster she runs

The faster she runs the further you go

She slips through your hands and she flies like an arrow

She speeds away laughing

There's a picture in her pocket

Of memory old and grey

She says there is too many nights until tomorry

Yeah

And so many miles from yesterday

The closer you get the faster she runs

The faster she runs the further you go

She slips through your hands and she flies like an arrow

She speeds away laughing

When she moves no I can hold her

No poets tongue her beauty traits

But the blind men turn their heads to see

Yeah

And fever burns inside of me

The closer you get the faster she runs

The faster she runs the further you go

She slips through your hands and she flies like an arrow

She speeds away laughing

The closer you get the faster she runs

The faster she runs the further you go

She slips through your hands and she flies like an arrow

She speeds away laughing