On the road which takes me down I lost control, like anyone. I can see today the flying birds They told me to stay, but I’m the first. Look for a reason. I’m in the mood. The seasons change, but I’m elsewhere.
I lost control, I cannot even feel my arms in the woods.
Give me a reason, ask me the questions Look at the sky, we can see the birds
All the birds, together, They form a sky feather. Look for a reason. I’m in the woods. The seasons change, but I’m elsewhere.
Give me a reason, ask me the questions Look at the sky, we can see the birds