Quiet night in space
I see you on my face
I like your talky silence
But I love your walking way
In this quiet night
I'm maybe gonna try to find a solution It's too late
I suddenly my thoughts were built for dreaming
Ooooooh
Ooooooh
Ooooooh
I feel like I'm swimming above a meeting Your face,
there's only your phone so I'll
try Something to say, somewhere to say
Maybe I'll dream a bit better,
hit myself to feel
What my breath suggests to me What your breath
suggests to me
Crying night in space
I see you on my face
I like your talky silence But I love your walking way
Crying night in space I see you on my face
I like your talky silence But I love your walking way
