paroles de chanson March - Jeremy Warmsley

Should leave the house tonight
Just to kill some time
Winter′s hanging over and it looks like rain

The death of hope is death, but close eyes like a breath
Feel the city thrum and realise

Clouds behind a face, perfect out of place
Walk towards the light
It's you

(Everything is possible)
Don′t feel like myself, thank God!
(Everything it's actual)
Mistake me for someone else, thank God!
(Everything it's real)
And realise

Alive
Alive
Alive

Don′t feel like myself, thank God!
Mistake me for someone else, thank God!
And realise

Don′t feel like myself, thank God!
Mistake me for someone else, thank God!
And realise