Arabesque No. 1
Thiollier Francois-Joel Lyrics


Hey now, tell me what you're thinking
Hey now, tell me what you're gonna do
Come here closer, closer to my cosy place
Sit down, sit down and listen to the words I say
Once upon a time there lived a glass doll in a tree
Without a heart, without a soul – just hanging over me
Lost in the darkness of the woods in search of better days
A dripping sensuality
Forgotten and betrayed
Got a job, some children and a family van
Still I make no sense
Built a home, tore it down, set it up again
You see, I make no sense
Guess now I'm ready to transform
Into a doll without a name
For once we have defied the storm
Yet we would die in vain
We curse the day we started to write down all our lies
When we'll begin to scream out loud
And open up our eyes - Singing
Got a job, some children and a family van
Still I make no sense
Built a home, tore it down, set it up again
You see, I make no sense
After all we have forgotten how to mourn
Got a job, some children and a family van
Still I make no sense
Built a home, tore it down, set it up again
You see, I make no sense
Got a job, some children and a family van
Still I make no sense
Built a home, tore it down, set it up again
You see, I make no sense

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Written by: Kay Sielaff

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