When a cat look at me, Each eyes as an ocean No questions, just an old life tree When a fish swimming out, Hunting each bubble in sea In the brain, just a simple melody When I search around me, I'm not gold, I'm empty I'll give my words to an old life tree Bubbles are so round, There's no more meaning
I'll give my words to an old life treeWhy? Why? Why? When a bird fly away, By the lighthouse Looking at the ship and starfish Bubbles are so round, There's no more meaning I'll give my words to an old life tree Why? Why? Why?