It ruins my day when the weatherman lies
When the lake is blocked off, we take to the skies
How can I be wrong when I'm living in a dream world?
Always in control when I'm going through a wormhole
Days go too fast when I'm stomping in the puddles
Out in the wilderness, is there nowhere I can go?
It ruins my day when the weatherman lies
When the lake is blocked off, we take to the skies
How can I be wrong when I'm living in a dream world?
Always in control when I'm going through a wormhole
The days go too fast when I'm stomping in the puddles
Out in the wilderness, is there nowhere I can go?
On days like today
I want to be riding in the back of a car
Looking at the stars
I never want to be alone
When I am away from home
On nights like tonight
I want to be hidden, surrounded by people
We'll never know this from the city
With lots of lights
Grow some wings when everything is right
The atlas moth
[French]