I think I'm falling in love with a perfect sky
Very early in the morning and before the night dies
I'll write my best song drunk in bed in New-York
And on the ceiling a mirror will give me the tune of the tortured souls
And it could be Paris, yeah it could be Bangkok
I'll always keep this,
Skyscrapers, people, cars, all in my mind and now I wanna run
All the rest is nonsense, yeah now I wanna burn
Cause it feels so good
Oh please
Buy me another one of those little beautiful transparent drinks
Ah, and give me slow motions as in Wenders' shots
I'll taste a night of alcohol on your lips at 6 o'clock
In an empty bar with old fashioned signs all flickering in rose
My perfect NDE with a perfect sky above
And it could be Paris, yeah it could be Bangkok
I'll always keep this,
Skyscrapers, people, cars, all in my mind and now I wanna run
All the rest is nonsense, yeah now I wanna burn
Now I wanna run, all the rest is useless
Yeah now I wanna burn
Cause it feels so good
Oh please
Buy me another one of those little beautiful transparent drinks
And you know, it's so weird, I'm floating up here and I can see
Oh, you know it's so weird, I'm floating up here
And I can see my body down there
And it feels so good
I'll be back
Maybe
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I think I'm falling in love with a perfect sky
Very early in the morning and before the night dies
I'll write my best song drunk in bed in New-York
And on the ceiling a mirror will give me the tune of the tortured souls
And it could be Paris, yeah it could be Bangkok
I'll always keep this,
Skyscrapers, people, cars, all in my mind and now I wanna run
All the rest is nonsense, yeah now I wanna burn
Cause it feels so good
Oh please
Buy me another one of those little beautiful transparent drinks
Ah, and give me slow motions as in Wenders' shots
I'll taste a night of alcohol on your lips at 6 o'clock
In an empty bar with old fashioned signs all flickering in rose
My perfect NDE with a perfect sky above
And it could be Paris, yeah it could be Bangkok
I'll always keep this,
Skyscrapers, people, cars, all in my mind and now I wanna run
All the rest is nonsense, yeah now I wanna burn
Now I wanna run, all the rest is useless
Yeah now I wanna burn
Cause it feels so good
Oh please
Buy me another one of those little beautiful transparent drinks
And you know, it's so weird, I'm floating up here and I can see
Oh, you know it's so weird, I'm floating up here
And I can see my body down there
And it feels so good
I'll be back
Maybe
Very early in the morning and before the night dies
I'll write my best song drunk in bed in New-York
And on the ceiling a mirror will give me the tune of the tortured souls
And it could be Paris, yeah it could be Bangkok
I'll always keep this,
Skyscrapers, people, cars, all in my mind and now I wanna run
All the rest is nonsense, yeah now I wanna burn
Cause it feels so good
Oh please
Buy me another one of those little beautiful transparent drinks
Ah, and give me slow motions as in Wenders' shots
I'll taste a night of alcohol on your lips at 6 o'clock
In an empty bar with old fashioned signs all flickering in rose
My perfect NDE with a perfect sky above
And it could be Paris, yeah it could be Bangkok
I'll always keep this,
Skyscrapers, people, cars, all in my mind and now I wanna run
All the rest is nonsense, yeah now I wanna burn
Now I wanna run, all the rest is useless
Yeah now I wanna burn
Cause it feels so good
Oh please
Buy me another one of those little beautiful transparent drinks
And you know, it's so weird, I'm floating up here and I can see
Oh, you know it's so weird, I'm floating up here
And I can see my body down there
And it feels so good
I'll be back
Maybe
Writer: Philippe Paludetto
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid