Si par malheur je vous ai envoyé un texto cette nuit en vous disant que vous etiez convié dans mon nouvel appart, desolée, c'était pas voulu. Somnombulisme, quand tu nous tiens. J'ai donc, evidemment pas de nouvel appart... Et en plus j'ai bien l'air con.
AHHH, les toupines sont a Berlin !
Et moi quoi?
Bah je vais a la fac.
Alala, je suis plus ce que j'étais hein.
Et moi quoi?
Bah je vais a la fac.
Alala, je suis plus ce que j'étais hein.
You're a song
Written by the hands of god.
Don't get me wrong cause
This might sound to you a bit odd
But you own the place
Where all my thoughts go hiding
And right under your clothes
Is where I find them
Because of you
I forgot the smart ways to lie
Because of you
I'm running out of reasons to cry
When the friends are gone
When the party's over
We will still belong to each other.
Written by the hands of god.
Don't get me wrong cause
This might sound to you a bit odd
But you own the place
Where all my thoughts go hiding
And right under your clothes
Is where I find them
Because of you
I forgot the smart ways to lie
Because of you
I'm running out of reasons to cry
When the friends are gone
When the party's over
We will still belong to each other.
NRJ Music Awards et toujours la Page NRJ ... Et croyez moi, cette année, ca va etre genre ... HUGISSIME.
