Every day such a beautiful day When I see how you’re going to me. Lovely smile often leads me astray, In my soul search for arithmetic mean. When you tell me about isolation I would argue that I feel the same. When your train moves away from the station I have no one to blame.
CHORUS: Now I can’t simply imagine, How could I start up your engine? I really guess that you’re my double, But Queen and Scumbag so odd couple.
Thoughts are playing with me hide and seek And I break all the rules trying to win. So, I feel like a wall without brick, Like a defeated king without sheen. When you prove to me your affirmation I don’t even try to insert the word. We are aliens in need of translation, Is it not the absurd?