Onomatopés

Get into the spirit
Get into the spirit

Ya feel it? Ya feel it?
Ya feel it? Ya feel it?

And I feel, and I feel, and I feel
I'm feeling I like it Cos I feel

It’s winter again,
Seems nothing has changed.
Still stuck in these four walls I can count the days.
The faint light’s always shinning,
But it’s getting hard to see. It’s winter again,
I wish it’d shine on me.

I need an inspiration A different occupation
I need a reason for a change in my ways.
I crave a new tomorrow A picture of Picasso
I have to take a little energy.

It’d New Year again,
Better make my list.
I swear this’ll be my year,
You see I must insist.
The goal post’s always marching In a constant state of flux.
But I’m still stuck in these four walls You see I,
I don’t move too much.

I need an inspiration…

It was like this way back when
Hanging out as friends

It’s funny to think that, it’s funny to think back

Hopes and dreams were in everything

When we could see clearly, when we could breathe freely

Time goes go like a moving sky

It’s funny to think that we were both secretly hoping
That we would end up like roses



You make me feel like singin’ singin’ oh

You make me feel like “this this” oh

And dream away, that we would end up like roses

You make me feel like singin’ singin’ oh

You make me feel like “this this” oh

And dream away, that we would end up like roses



I had to wait for things to change

It was kinda strange

Nobody was listening, because you were missing

We needed space

In a better place

All these emotions, like waves in the ocean

Far away wishing you could stay

It’s funny to think that we were both secretly hoping
It was on the horizon




You make me feel like singin’ singin’ oh

You make me feel like “this this” oh

And dream away, that we would end up like roses


You make me feel like singin’ singin’ oh

You make me feel like “this this” oh

And dream away, that we would end up like roses



Like Roses Like Roses
Like Roses Like Roses




You make me feel like singin’ singin’ oh

You make me feel like “this this” oh

And dream away, that we would end up like roses

You make me feel like singin’ singin’ oh

You make me feel like “this this” oh

And dream away, that we would end up like roses