Из альбома: Seven Windows for Six Dreamers
I'm waiting laid back on the grass
taring at your yellow clouds I feel
Like I'm drifting into a moving mass
I'm travelling then your reflection kills
It kills
Drinking like a movie star (bis)
I'm waiting We?ll breathe in the deepest ocean's bay
You?ll float-back to the surface
Then maybe you'll drift away
I drown in my veins tears on your face
Your face?
Drifting like a movie star (bis)