Through your window to the sea
We were so close, don't you remember
On ferme la porte et on attend
Let's go backward when forward fails
But you found me here
I saw the messed up world today, standing all alone in the rain
Which of the good old days were actually good ?
Let’s get lost and then found
Living in some kind of free association
With the world far away
There's something living in these lines
But i didn't change, I just had to work
