s a morning on the way When you're locked like a thief In the poor arms of expectation Oxygen is thin In the middle of Spain but you're Freezing from
We got away Full of our expensive fantasies We drove for hours You wanted to dissapear I wanted to feel some difference Get rid of my gravity pills
I got this feeling That a pretty good season has come Shake my wintercoat off In the middle of the right and the wrong Sitting on the rooftop With this songs