I keep on searching for that set of lips…

with the other one its just about being close while staying away
a big cuddle every other night followed by snuggles after we dirty the sheets…

there’s always something missing…
her lips doesn’t quite lock into mine…

I keep on searching for that skin…

I hold her hands but there’s no fire…
I run my fingers on her back but her skin doesn’t talk to me

I keep on running after the wrong one…
I dropped her to the airport… on her way to to another continent… to meet her little lover…
and I thought to myself i don’t even want to try it with this one…

Prends ma main petite poupée
Je t’emmène faire un tour

I sit beside the other one and i wonder what would it be like…

work is a drag…i sit there and wonder what am i doing here at times…
i can’t even decide what i want to do with the rest of it…
my life i mean…

Le soleil s’est effacé
Et la lune est à la bourre
Et les étoiles ont acheté
Leur billet pour nous voir faire l’amour

how do you choose one person when the choices are unlimited!?
one major? one job? one street? one song?

maybe i should sink my life… maybe i should drown myself in a boat as well
easy way out!

but i need to find those lips first…
the ones i would never want to let go off…
the perfect match… the perfect kiss…

SEeX
Puisqu’il n’y a pas de futur aux instants
C’est un SOS
Que le vent viendra souffler dans peu de temps

SEeX
Puisque l’amour se tire tout le temps
Comme un SOS
Que l’écume efface sur la plage doucement