At slow speed we all seem focused In motion we seem wrong In summer we can taste the rain
Chorus: I want you to be free Don't worry about me And just like the movies We play out our last scene
Two can play this game We both want power In winter we can taste the pain In our short years, we come long way To treat it bad and throw away
Chorus
You won't cry, I won't scream
In our short years we come long way To treat it bad and throw away And if we make a little space A science fiction showcase In our short film, a love disgrace Dream a scene to brighten face In our short years we come long way To treat it bad, just to throw it away