Sync Different

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

Les douces étoiles au-dessus de la mer me guidentCombien de temps avant de devenir « moi », enfinTenir ta main me rend si fortPas de repos pour toi mon amour, continue…Je vois Overland…Il y a un endroit où il faut être.Oh, ni vent, ni pluie, ni le froid de l’hiverNi aucune étoile peut me libérer.Je vois Overland…Il y a un endroit où je peux être moiToujours.

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