A white house, a white room, the program of today Lights on, switch on, your eyes are far away The map represents you and the tape is your voice Follow all along you till you recognize the choice
I take pictures Photographic pictures
Bright light, dark room Bright light, dark room
I said I'd write a letter but I never got the time And I'm looking to the day I mesmerise the light The years I spend just thinking of a moment we both knew A second past like an empty room it seems it can't be true
I take pictures Photographic pictures
Bright light, dark room Bright light, dark room
Go!
I take pictures Photographic pictures
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Белый дом, белая комната. Программа сегодняшнего дня. Свет включен... Твои глаза так далеко... Карта отображает тебя, А твой голос- кассетная запись. Буду следовать за тобой повсюду, Пока ты не признаешь выбор...