La Parade - Yann Tiersen

another day to live

another way to go

nobody’s in this room

nobody’s here for now

wakeup early, i know it’s too late

to leave with the parade

look at my feet moving slowly

i’m afraid it’s over

naked, a bit sleepy

in my single room

i open the door

and call up, call up the lift

i wish i was in the parade

sometimes i feel my skin

sometimes i hear of rest

please try to be friendly

but i’m too old inside

i’m so gelous but try to be

an ordinary girl

i’d like to talk but you know i hate

ordinary words

naked, a bit sleepy

in my single room

i open the door

and call up, call up the lift

i wish i was in the parade