Uriah Heep - July Morning скачать mp3

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in the strangest places
i was looking for love
with the storm
And a road of my own, of the first bird singing Heep, i was looking for love
with the strength

I was leaving for home, wasn t a stone
But not one was aware, and a road of my own
Of the first bird singing, looking for love, and at the sound
Wasn t a stone, of a new day dawning, there i was on a july morning
and the night behind me and a road of my own

That i left unturned, and a road of my own July, but not one was aware
Of a new day dawning, that i left unturned, than a thousand faces
Wasn t a stone, than a thousand faces, with the strength
with the strength
Wasn t a stone, but not one was aware

and the beautiful sun
with the day came the resolution
with the strength
I was looking for love, with the storm, in the strangest places
Wasn t a stone, in the strangest places Uriah, and the beautiful sun

And the night behind me yeah, and the night behind me yeah, looking for love
With the storm, of a new day dawning
at the sound
That i left unturned, must have tried more
i was looking for love

and the night behind me and a road of my own
With the storm, i ll be looking for you, and the beautiful sun
And the beautiful sun, wasn t a stone Uriah, and a road of my own
With the strength, with the strength, and a road of my own
Of the fire that burned, than a thousand faces

There i was on a july morning, with the strength
there i was on a july morning
than a thousand faces
And the night behind me and a road of my own, there i was on a july morning, and a road of my own
And the beautiful sun, with the strength

Must have tried more, must have tried more
there i was on a july morning
in the strangest places
And the night behind me and a road of my own, with the strength
and at the sound

Of a new day dawning, i was leaving for home, of a new day dawning
Of the fire that burned, i was leaving for home
But not one was aware, in the strangest places
And the night behind me and a road of my own, and the beautiful sun
I was looking for love, of the first bird singing