You're extraordinary None of the fashion-girls Your second skin's so skinny It almost hurts It looks like you were floating When you try to take a walk You always seem to listen Everytime we try to talk If there's nothing else To stop us on our way, way, way Tell me why pourquoi ne pouvre nous Jamais etre aimes? I think I like you But not enough We're individuals And very hard to touch You suffer more than others From what we're meant to be None of the sunshine-lovers Like on TV We're generation faithy But it started to go down Unfinished, unforesakeable Upon a common ground If there's nothing that we're Not allowed to say, say, say Tell me why pourquoi ne pouvre nous Jamais etre aimes? I think I like you But not enough We're individuals And very hard to touch I think I like you I think I like you I think I like you very much I think I like you I think I like you I think I like you But not enough