Feeling this time lost,
What a new century may cost
What a world,
living dead or alive
Spending time,
wandering by its side
New spring,
new spring
If life was painted like a
memory
What would you like it to be,
When all these sizes
keep us up to date
what if nothing could
brush away this paint
Like this century's new spring,
New spring
Like a wondering machine
rewind the last beginning
And if I was on the moon and
you were underneath
Would you bother to look up
And meet
What a world,
(alternate: The next neighbour flowing,)
living dead or alive
(alternate: side by side,)
Spending time,
(alternate: imagine no one could,)
wandering by side
(alternate: follow that sight)
Like this century's new spring
New spring
Like a wondering machine
Rewind the last beginning
See the fall, parallell
Like I am wishing you well
Like this bird's new wing,
New wing
Like a wandering machine
start the next beginning
If every life was painted
just like yours and mine
No one could fit in the frame
or the line
When all these colours keep us
up till late
None can reach you unless it's your fate
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Lyrics (c): Iselin Fergestad 2010.