We were hands in hands
Driving to the south of France
Hanging round and round
And the world was very young

How can you explain?
Together in the search of pain
Where we were once then
When the world was very young

Fools on the run
One way to see
Colors of life
Saving some (?)
Without a itch
Fleeing the cold
That tears us down
(?)

One way you know
A long long time ago

I never knew why
I never knew how
A long long time ago

Never be rich
Never be old
Never be chained
And never betray
Hands in hands
Driving ton the south of France
Hands in hands in hands
When the world was very young
How can you explain
To give a hand is such a pain