The trim-trim of the alarm clock accused me
Of having spent too much time dreaming
The clay filter cleaned
The impurities that the city's grayness made gather

In my place
Where there are colors, so many colors, vibrant colors for dinner
In my place
Of invasive loves, enticing to kiss

It's good to love alone
But if it's together it's good
Sorry for the little jacket
But I love my nudity
Don't blame me like this
Love is for those who have

Oh oh oh
I saw the flying saucer hanging on the wall of my space room
I stored in styrofoam boxes millions of messy dreams in the corner of the backyard

In my place
Where the mind filters dreams, heartbreaks, and tea
In my place
Where music is constant and invites to dance

It's good to love alone
But if it's together it's good
(together it's good)
Sorry for the little jacket
But I love my nudity

It's good to love alone
But if it's together it's good
Sorry for the little jacket
But I love my nudity
And don't blame me like this
Love is for those who have

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