Переклад (по кліку) і текст пісні My own space - Steve Miller Band

My own space - Steve Miller Band

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Sittin' high on a hillside takin' in all the growth

Time to throw away my problems

Cause I made 'em up myself

So I took all those worries, put 'em up on a shelf

And headed on down to the sea shore

Clouds slowly passin' as I walked on the sand

I picked up a seashell and I made up my plan

I could feel the spirit of life in my hand