The gentle taste of orange A garden of fruit and flowers is what I embrace In ocean blue eyes, in each one`s an island I`m stranded within your love And as I fall deeper than ever And as we kiss, we`re each other`s guide into the unknown WHERE MEN DO NOT RETURN, WHERE MEN DO NOT FORGET THE SWEETEST SUICIDE, AS IF WE DON`T EXIST BUT LIVE The presence of angels, the inscense of Indochine The quietness of movements, the slowness of Africa A Point of know return, no way out of here Nothing compares to you Anything goes And as I breathe deeper than ever I`m coming home, I`m coming home to the unknown WHERE MEN DO NOT RETURN. .