White Fields - MONTMARTRE

See this white

Flashing light

It’s living in the black trees

Now staring at the seven seas

It’s raining on the black seeds.

I wanna make it true

I wanna run with you

It’s time to run into the white fields

No matter what you do

I’d like to share it with you

Let’s get lost into the white fields.

I wanna make it true

I wanna run with you

It’s time to run into the white fields

No matter what you do

I’d like to share it with you

Let’s get lost into the white fields.

In a night flight

Out of sight

In the backseat

Now living in an easy breeze

Smoking all the white wheat.

In a red car

Here they are

Eating salt sweet

Felt out of love with daffodils

The day they stole all my dreams.

I wanna make it true

I wanna run with you

It’s time to run into the white fields

No matter what you do

I’d like to share it with you

Let’s get lost into the white fields.

I wanna make it true

I wanna run with you

It’s time to run into the white fields

No matter what you do

I’d like to share it with you

Let’s get lost into the white fields.

All the lights of your lies

In the dark out

Out of my sight

All the night with the guys

Out of light shout

Shout off my heart.

I wanna make it true

I wanna run with you

It’s time to run into the white fields

No matter what you do

I’d like to share it with you

Let’s get lost into the white fields.