Summertime is far from us.
Red hands and dry cold freeze our heads.
You fight against the walls that hold you.
You say you're brave,
but I know you're scared.
Don't try to tell me your truth,
my faith is not up to you.
Let me dance without my brain.
Let me feel there's blood in my veins.
Don't try to bewitch me with your parables.
My feelings they are not up to you.
they are not up to you, up to you.
they are not up to you, up to you.
I'll try not to know who you really are.
My feelings they are not up to you.
they are not up to you, up to you.
they are not up to you, up to you.
So, why you why now, why?
So, why you why now, why?
Red hands and dry cold freeze our heads.
You fight against the walls that hold you.
You say you're brave,
but I know you're scared.
Don't try to tell me your truth,
my faith is not up to you.
Let me dance without my brain.
Let me feel there's blood in my veins.
Don't try to bewitch me with your parables.
My feelings they are not up to you.
they are not up to you, up to you.
they are not up to you, up to you.
I'll try not to know who you really are.
My feelings they are not up to you.
they are not up to you, up to you.
they are not up to you, up to you.
So, why you why now, why?
So, why you why now, why?