Je partirai

It’s bound to happen: I’ll be leaving
It’s bound to happen: I’ll be leaving
You’ll cry, I’ll cry too
You’ll hate, I’ll feel sorry for you
Stuck between two shores, I’ll be leaving, yeah

Don’t be surprised, I’ll be leaving
I don’t want to bother anyone: I’ll be leaving
You know, sometimes you gotta break
Break some hearts and some ideas
Gotta change the phone numbers, yeah

Gotta change the air in the suitcases: I’ll be leaving
Gotta change our church too, I’ll be leaving
The toast and the daily grind
The morning lemon tea
The faucets are gurgling, I’ll be leaving, yeah

My dreams
My dreams
Are deep in my desert
Prisoners
Prisoners
Of bottles in the sea

Hallway of high surveillance, I’ll be leaving
To the hallways of my childhood where I used to run
One word more, one word less
A dunce cap and then to the corner
That was the start of the offenses, I’ll be leaving, yeah

I don’t write in round letters anymore: I’ll be leaving
No more round rooms: I’ll be leaving
No more love with a grimace
The broth in a half cup
I need world tours, I’ll be leaving, yeah

My dreams
My dreams
Are deep in my desert
Prisoners
Prisoners
Of bottles in the sea