Golden Earring — Eight Miles High

Eight miles high And when you touch down You'll find that it's stranger than known Signs in the street That say where you're going Are somewhere, just being there own Nowhere is their warmth to be found Among those afraid of losing their ground Rain, gray town, known for it's sound In places, small faces unbound [Instrumental] Give me high high And i love you forever JaJa Give me high high And i love you forever Ja Jaaaaaaaaaaaaaa Jaaaaaaaaaaaaaa [Solos] - Drums - Bass Daaaaaaaa ZaZa Zala Daaaaaaaa JaJa laugh Daaaaaaaa ZaZa Zala Down Down Down Daaaaaaaa ZaZa Zala Down Down Down Daaaaaaaa ZaZa Zala [Instrumental] [Mix of vocal sounds like havy breathing] Loud the skirts hollow in storms Some laughing, some just shapeless forms Sidewalks scenes and black limousines Some living, some standing alone [Shout] Laugh laugh