Does the Sun shine on your back in Autumn?
Do the birds call out your name in Spring?
And do you let the chill return?
And are the ladies dancing in the meadow?
No man is an island on their own
Are we living in a hard-earned dream?
Dream
I wish you'd open your mouth
And let the devil swim out
Nothing left to cry about
Water flowing over your horizon
You are growin' warmer every day
Pickin' up the fruits of every human
And then I throw bad things away
I wish you'd open your mouth
And let the devil swim out
Nothing more to cry about
