Ailleurs

All the boys and girls my age
Are often somewhere else
They’ve got their eyes in the skies, lost in thought
In love and the ocean
I wonder where they are, they tell me
They tell me elsewhere
They tell me
Elsewhere
Higher

From the top, the top, the top of the ivory towers
There’s nothing to see but elsewhere
Nothing to do but tricks, black magic tricks
Brought in from elsewhere
We don’t talk anymore, we just cross paths sometimes
Somewhere between two elevators
Emotional, we sigh and then we desire each other
We de-, we desire
Higher

I wonder where they are, they tell me
They tell me elsewhere
They tell me higher
Higher

I dreamed of a little grass
I wanted a little grass
They told me elsewhere
Elsewhere
Elsewhere
Elsewhere
Higher
Elsewhere
Higher
Elsewhere
Higher