One day, when i was feeling down
I just couldn't seem to pick my feet up off the ground
The Sun it was shining and the sky it was clear
Those beautiful colours seem to contrast my fears
Walking down a french Polynesian path
I put my head in the clouds
And left my heart on the ground to drag
Don't pity whats been bathed in black
You can be six feet down in the underground
Up in he sky with a birds bright sound
But look into your mind and hope to find a home
I'd play for six strings a day
She was the only one i'd let stay
Curtains drawn on a french pacific sun
With what you got, make sure you get what you want
You can be six feet down in the underground
Up in he sky with a birds bright sound
But look into your mind and hope to find a home
Hope to find a home
You can be six feet down in the underground
Up in he sky with a birds bright sound
But look into your mind and hope to find a home