when I only endure time passing
Tuesday my stomach's in knots
Wednesday I dream of another life
if everything could stop right there
so I'd get to choose
I dream of a French summer
where nothing can happen to me
everything turns cold and national
I'm in the wrong place
Thursday and all the promises that
and I feel a little lonely
I'd love a spot in the sun
but here everyone still
I dream of a French summer
where nothing can happen to me
everything turns cold and national
and running through dangers
lightning on your face
and stars near you
for the time of a French summer
where we would've forgotten everything
and the sky's waiting for us
and stars near you
for the time of a French summer