Excuse me if I bore you
When I talk about the things I like to do
Excuse me if I'm not like them
I'd always liked to think there's something else out there
For us the world is a gift
A spin is a day
A turn is a year
And if the day gives us rain
Let's stare at the falling drops in the air
That I breathe when we wander outside
Touch of sunlight when it was getting dark
Slow down the pace of the clocks in our heads
So we can keep shaping the clouds

Excuse me, is what you told me
When I didn't listen what you had to say
Maybe I am just like them
Forgetting you could also choose a way
Your view blending with mine
Are two colour filters blazing my sky
Alone but together we'll share
The touch, the taste, the smell
Of the air that I breathe when we wander outside
Touch of sunlight when it was getting dark
Slow down the pace of the clocks in our heads
So we can keep shaping the clouds

Excuse me, is what you told me
When I didn't listen what you had to say
Maybe I am just like them
Forgetting you could also choose a way
Your view blending with mine
Are two colour filters blazing my sky
Alone but together we'll share
The touch, the taste, the smell
Of the air that I breathe when we wander outside
Touch of sunlight when it was getting dark
Slow down the pace of the clocks in our heads
So we can keep shaping the clouds