And somehow you barely can breathe
Steady to take up the stands
Slowly you′ll turn around
Wait for this moment to end
We're fixing the boat on the sea
We′re losing ourselves inside our dreams
Twisting the leaves with the breeze
Get high on the smell of gasoline
Signs that we cannot read
Guiding the way to get home
Feeds right in the eye of the storm
Every temptation is slightly becoming so clear
I guess that you've noticed there's no easy way out of here
We're fixing the boat on the sea
We′re losing ourselves inside of dreams
Twisting the leaves with the breeze
Get high on the smell of gasoline
When all you give is taken back and someone paint the daytime black
Hang yourself from alibis and try to get the balance right
We're fixing the boat on the sea
We′re losing ourselves inside of dreams
Twisting the leaves with the breeze
Get high on the smell of gasoline
Will swim with the stream