And the road and the road, and the car and the car, and your wrist
we know we are travelling far, far, but we on where
and the sound of my name in your mouth is spicy and sweet, or soft
I say, let's turn to the south, there is nothing and everything there

There’s a bottle of water, a bag of dates, an orange that I
I can tell you a story, or sing if you want, if you’re falling asleep
we can talk about when we were kids and we thought there was nothing we
then years passed by and blinded our eyes, now we need something else to believe

oooh, something else to believe...

You are silent , I hum, and I hum I feel on the verge of a song
I wait for the words to come when they come, lucky the
and the music I hear in my head is the dance of the wind sweeping over the plain
the shade of your eyes, the .
and the rest, only love can explain.

ooooh, only love can explain

At the top the view is stunning, but soon it gives way to the night
you say you can tell it’s the end , you ask if I've seen the light
the slope is steep, but the road keeps taking us down to the
the sound of the wheels, the endless fields and I'll go wherever you go

oooo, go wherever you go

and the road and the road, and the car and the car and my eyes are watching your hands
we know we are travelling far, far and we know the road never ends...
so let's talk about when we were kids and we thought there was nothing we
then years passed by and blinded our eyes, now we need something else to believe

oooh, something else to believe...