Moncayo

I see a branch
Behind the glass
The sun blinds me
I want to stay

In my parents' room there's a window
Where the sun shines on me
And whenever I'm feeling down, I go to look

In the distance and deep down, there's a mountain
That takes up everything
Some days it wakes up white
And other days I can't see it

And I want to sit and do nothing
I get lost in the branches
I look for the sun to warm me
Thinking about writing about love

A few leaves
The wind spins them around
There are flower petals
And loves behind bars

And loves behind bars
That fly through the air
They search for each other in the sky
But they can't see each other

I want to sit and do nothing
I get lost in the branches
I look for the sun to warm me
Thinking about writing about love

In the distance and deep down, there's a mountain
That takes up everything
Some days it wakes up white
And other days I can't see it

And I want to sit and do nothing
I get lost in the branches
I look for the sun to warm me
In Moncayo, there's a flower