BeeHive
The Pillows
BeeHive
From windows all around the world, laughter spills out
Alone at the table, searching for the way back home
Sweeping away someone's gentle song with both hands
Out-of-season street rain, something joyous
Why, hey, are you looking this way?
My heart is like a deserted island
Scared and doubting
But peeked a little
Our eyes met, waved hands
Now I want to believe
From windows all around the world, the same moon is visible
Believing in the sunlight, shining
The sound of dreams bursting is drowned in the commotion
This lively planet spins, taking everyone along
Far away, listen, a voice can be heard
In the voice of your heart calling out
Realizing, feeling it
Happy, almost want to cry
Wanting to see, wanting to know
I started running
The brilliance of the buried day
Knowing the key to your heart
Accepting, coming together
Dazzling, frolicking
Not knowing the meaning
But we met
Scared and doubting
But always waited
Getting closer, overlapping
Now I want to believe
From windows all around the world, laughter spills out
Together, we change the way back home