Why do I live, why do I die
Why do I laugh, why do I cry
Here is the S.O.S.
Of an earthling in distress
My feet were never on the ground
I'd much rather be a bird
I don't fit my skin
I'd like to see the world upside down
What if it's more beautiful
As seen from above
From above
I always seemed to confuse life
With some kind of comic strip
I'm so eager to get metamorphosed
I can feel something
Drawing me
Drawing me
Drawing me way up high
At the universe's lottery
I didn't get winning numbers
I don't fit my skin
I don't wanna be a machine
All work and no sleep
Why do I live, why do I die
Why do I laugh, why do I cry
I think I'm picking up
Waves from another world
My feet were never on the ground
I'd much rather be a bird
I don't fit my skin
I'd like to see the world upside down
I'd much rather be a bird
Back to sleep, dear child...