Colored blobs on your face And a breath in your hair We are 78 Are we going nowhere?
How I wish you there running to me silently How I wish you there sweeping my face before I leave
No, I don't know what to do Like a fall in your stares We are 78 We're going nowhere!
How I wish you there running to me silently How I wish you there sweeping my face before I leave
Colored blobs on your face Before I leave
I wish you were here I wish you were here Before I leave
Oh no! If you go I could die or I won't be on time... If you go I could lie Every world you told me Every child you gave me I know I will... if you go before I leave
