The sky is opening up to me
New dimensions
Things take shape around me
Stencils
Beautiful colors like clownfish in anemones
No ticket
I am flying through all zones
Less firewater
Not as many nights out on the town
I am still send off like a shower of arrows from bows
The scene is ours now
Moons are our spectators
Her eyes light up the night like fireflies
Distorted notes get together in a harmony
They shout out down there
But I don't hear their outcries
My thoughts have created a gallery
But no matter where I look
It is only her picture I see
Spiritual
The right spirit
Welcome to the factory
Hits by assembly lines
But it's time to do the work
Left handed
And give in without thinking
I need to hear her voice
Wonder if I should call
Cause all I see
Is just pictures of her
A chauffeur takes me there
And slowly takes me away again
And all I see
Is just skies of her
It's cold up here
But she's keeping me warm now
It's as if I'm on the top of
Kilimanjaro
I feel spellbound
But is she really
Really with me
My view is dazzling
And I feel I am alive
But I ask myself why
Why I am doubting
And why I am losing my breath
Is she really
Really with me
There is pretty much mail these days
Sick stash
I say things straight out
Look through me
Nik-glass
It's not jazz we're making
It's not gas we're making
No, it's just another smash
Still in wife-beaters
Still in leopard sneakers
Still the voice behind the man behind the sound behind the band behind the brand behind the hit
That comes from your speakers
So I'm sure you can understand
The carrier is going
I don't stop for no one
Before I reach the last station
And there she was
Like another voice
Just by changing a single note
She created harmony in my life
A melody
A symphony
That isn't possible to explain
And when I'm still cold as a cold counter
It's because my trade
It has made my cynical
Well, here we are again
1000 faces in here
But all I see
Is just pictures of her
I'm on the last plane there
And on the first plane back home
And all I see
is just skies of her
It's cold up here
But she's keeping me warm now
It's as if I'm on the top of
Kilimanjaro
I feel spellbound
But is she really
Really with me
My view is dazzling
And I feel I am alive
But I ask myself why
Why I am doubting
And why I am losing my breath
Is she really
Really with me
No matter where the wind blows
I see pictures of her
I find the way to her heart
Right where the wind blows
I see skies of her
I find the way to her heart