This song reminds me of my long backpacking tour in Thailand, Cambodia Cambodia and Laos in my 20's I've crossed deserts for miles Swam water for time Searching places to find A piece of something to call mine (I'm coming) A piece of something to call mine (I'm coming) Coming closer to you Ran along many moors Walked through many doors The place where I want to be Is the place I can call mine (I'm coming) Is the place I can call mine (I'm coming) Coming closer to you I'm moving, I'm coming Can you hear what I hear It's calling you, my dear Out of reach (Take me to my beach) I can hear it calling you I'm coming, not drowning Swimming closer to you Never been here before I'm intrigued, I'm unsure I'm searching for more I've got something that's all mine I've got something that's all mine Take me somewhere I can breathe I've got so much to see This is where I want to be In a place I can call mine In a place I can call mine I'm moving, I'm coming Can you hear what I hear It's calling you, my dear Out of reach (Take me to my beach) I can hear it calling you I'm coming, not drowning Swimming closer to you Moving, coming Can you hear what I hear? (Hear it out of reach) I hear it calling you Swimming closer to you Many faces I have seen Many places I have been Walked the deserts, swam the shores (Coming closer to you) Many faces I have known Many ways in which I've grown Moving closer on my own (Coming closer to you) I move it, I feel it I'm coming, not drowning I move it, I feel it I'm coming, not drowning I'm moving, I'm coming Can you hear what I hear It's calling you, my dear Out of reach (Take me to my beach) I can hear it calling you I'm coming, not drowning Swimming closer to you (Take me to my beach)
C'est bien, j'aime bien mais il faut au moins 2 chanteurs, c'est interdit de se faire 4 femmes en même temps ;). Je sais hyper machiste, ça m'arrive encore parfois, même si je me soigne...
