Sync Different

Life’s become so fragile
now that I care
But I guess that means that I’m
Getting somewhere
Remember the time
Laying in your bedWhen you told me that you loved me
And you stroked my head

And I stared out the open window
I’d even told you
That one night howWords don’t mean a thing
But it’s alright
Cause every time
I open my mouth
And I wanna tell you something
But something else comes out

But do you know that I need you nowI’m trying to tell you but I don’t know how
So much frustration in my
Untidy roomThat you thoughtfully went andGot me a broom
But inside my room
Is a messy mind that isTangled and twisted
And untied

You know that I’m not too organisedI’m trying to be but I don’t have the time
The cement in my headWas making me sinkBut you pulled me up
and it hurts a little less to think
So life’s a little fragile
But I guess it always isWhen you’ve got some sort of reasonThat makes you wanna live
But will you share a bit of the weightI’ve carried it with me for 21 years straight

Painted morning on the air
Turned around and disappeared
Does it seem so wrongDoesn't seem so wrong
By the moments on the headTaken in and worn again
Does it seem so wrongDoesn't seem so wrong
We don't know...We don't know...We don't know...We don't know...
There's a hole of all the missedSomething gone and something livesDoes it seem so wrongDoesn't seem so wrong
All the gone eyes see the raysEvery moment every wayDoes it seem so wrongDoesn't seem so wrong
There's a hole of all the missedSomething gone and something livesDoes it seem so wrongDoesn't seem so wrong
We don't know...
We don't know...
We don't know...
We don't know...

We don't know...
We don't know...
We don't know...
We don't know...

-On va faire un tour?-Moi j’vais m’baigner elle est bonne.-Oh y’a un beau magasin de souvenirs ici!-On s’met pépère on s’met à l’aise!-Y’a un magasin de gaufres un magasin de chichis…-C’est pas tous les jours qu’on peut en profiter hein!-Moi je prépare le barbeuc.

On va boire un coup?On s’mange un truc?On va boire un coup?On s’mange un truc.

-On s’balade on r’garde les menus-On s’écoute un peu d’musique?-Moi j’vais faire du thé, qui qu’en veut?-Il sent trop bon ton gâteau maman!

On va boire un truc?On s’mange une crêpe?On va boire un coup?On s’mange un truc.On va boire un truc?On s’mange une crêpe?On va boire un coup?J’vous paie un truc, j’vous paie un truc.

Gotta keep on movingGotta find a way to get close to youHelp me keep on moving, gottastay on my feet if I wanna get close to youI’m not bad at moving, when I gotta,And I just don’t know what else to do
Gotta keep my head up, everyNow and then look up to the skyBeen so low I don’t recall what the
Leaves on the trees look likeI’m doing my best,But won’t you help me with the rest
Oh while I’m still breathing
I’m moving fastIf you want me to stayYou gotta ask
If only I could love youI would spend all night getting close to youIf only I could love you I would
Be the one you could call yoursOh it sounds so pretty,
But if I don’t show you know I’m so unsure
Oh while I’m still breathing
I’m moving fastIf you want me to stay
You gotta ask
I won’t say it won’t work if youSay you’ll do the same
Hold myself still,StopAnd get myself to stayBut every time I tryYou just slip off to the sideAnd I keep moving
Oh while I’m still breathing
I’m moving fastIf you want me to stayYou gotta ask x2

Pink, soft, tender, sweet,Grace, clean, supple, weak,Tears, fragile, realist, passive, small,Poor level, level,Listening, feeling, sensitive,Intuition, pearles, milk,Justice, nurse, mother, below andMind clear, stupid stupid
Favour, smooth, wash, left,Child, and pressing bitchCaress slow, easly levelHome, house, lisptick lipstick
Dream, sexy, awkward, bungle,Foolish, sewing, knitting, pretty,Broom, mindless, kitchen, child,Empty light, lower lower
Slim, clean, nail, plait,Ass, mouth, breast, bottom

For everyone there is the dayThe day of the meetingThe hoped but unexpected encounterThe day you meet the one
When all the chances gatherTo re-unite two soulsAnd bring them together
The day

How could I be so rude when I metYou on this boat?I just laughed at you and said Oh no! Another FrenchBoy on this boat!
I was more the kind
forLove at second sightI was young and blindThat day

Now I would give everything that I haveTo live that day againI would look deep into your eyes and sayThat’s just a start my friend!
I would jump on you
To clearly let you knowThis the day weirdoThe day!