Pourtant

You asked yesterday
For my opinion on happiness
As if nothing, now you're worried
Peace would scare you

I fuel this love
The twigs flutter
You only see fire
It's its secret life
Yet, yet, yet

Words are, words do, words say
Words flow, words roll on a wire
I leave these germs, these missiles
To the talkers, to the poets if possible
Oh, how I love you when you explain yourself
It's funny but

I put away the trends and recipes
Set fire to the box, my heart
From this little sacrifice remains
A whirl, a warmth

I fuel this love
The twigs flutter
You only see fire
It's its secret life
Yet, yet, yet

You know, you asked me yesterday
For my vision of happiness
Well, every day it's clearer
It won't scare us anymore

I fuel this love
The twigs flutter
You only see fire
It's its secret life
Yet, yet, yet