I feel like I'm a lemon
Whose souls gets squeezed by you
And you look at me, with your upturned nose
But if you got off your high horse and allowed me a dance
I'd make you spin
I'd make your head spin as I tell you the truth
That we are what we are, not what we have
You don't buy with money
But with the time you take to get that
You make me feel alive
I don't care why.
In this fragile life
You are like the air to me, like the air
Like the air
Chewed pleasures and the spit
On my sappy philosophy
I can't stand them anymore
They make sense only if I share them with you
Now that this tension isn't making sense anymore
I only want peace inside of me
You're like a flower above the cement
You erased the exhaustion
Of those days scarcely spent
In this fragile life
You are like the air to me, like the air
Like the air