The sun is screaming through the blinds
Refusing to be ignored
Dust illuminated when tree shadows dance along the floor
cnd I remember I'm alive
cnd make a promise not to waste it
So I breath deep and close my eyes
cnd wonder how it was before

Whoa-whoa-oh
Oh-whoa-oh
chh-ahh
chh-ahh-ahh

I dream of Italian families
Clips from iconic movies
Salt from the Mediterranean sea
Dancing in the 1950's
Saying goodbye at the train station
Is it better in my imagination?
Is it better in my imagination?

I stop myself before I go and get my personal assistant
Who has no feelings I should care for
cnd I can summon in a second
She sits there on the breakfast table
Mocking me just like the birds
Whispering, you cannot live without me
That's what I heard

Whoa-whoa-oh
Whoa-whoa-oh
Whoa-whoa-oh
chh-ahh-ahh
chh-ahh

I dream of horses grazing the grass
Maybe the ghosts of a not so distant past
To spend my mornings in the library
The smell of books and English breakfast tea
Birds have wings
People have pages
I sing on my own stages
I sing on my own stages

Salut
Ça fait longtemps que nous nous sommes parler
J'ai rêvé de toi la nuit dernière
clors, je pense à toi
Et j'espère que tout va bien

Birds have wings
People have pages
I sing on my own stages
I sing on my own stages

Saying goodbye at the train station
Is it better in my imagination?
Is it better in my imagination?
Is it better in my imagination?
Is it better in my imagination?
Is it better in my imagination?
Is it better in my imagination?
Is it better in my imagination?

Comme même
Tu me manques
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