Full of voices My head breaks down My head bursts in you Full of gestures My face breaks down My face bursts in you On some blue lightgreen fields On a long leaking road I confess there's no course That could lead me to you <♪> Pictures of her In those booklets Crawling in my head Trolleys madness Songs of coastguards Can't relieve my speed On some blue lightgreen fields On a long leaking road I confess there's no course That could lead me to you On some blue lightgreen fields On a long leaking road I confess there's no course That could lead me to you