Chris cry, cry, babyCry, cry, Chris a

night watching T.VUsed to be you here beside meUsed

flock of birdsHoverin' aboveJust a flock of birdsThat's how

I: Prospekt's is risin' from the housesPeople buryin' their

night, they would go walkin'Till the breakin' of the

Will two, 1: Chris ran away from

put the world in a tin canBlack market, contrabandIt

song is loveLove to the loveless shownAnd it goes

if there was no lie?Nothing wrong, nothing right?What if

at Earth from outer spaceEveryone must find a placeGive

So I look in your directionBut you pay me no attention

I hope we get oldI hope we can find a

have you ever stopped to wonder how they do

1: Chris you're a sky, 'cause you're a sky

{Paradis}Oo-oo-oo, oo-oo-oo, oo-oo-ooOo-oo-oo, oo-oo-oo, oo-oo-ooQuand elle n'était qu'une petite filleElle inspectait

my place, in my placeWere lines that I couldn't

on the leftPeople on the rightYou got a lion insidePeople

up to meet you, tell you I'm sorryYou don't

CP - Yellow Frank Schoene Remix 2024Look at the starsLook how

1: Chris at the starsLook how they shine for