Firebird
Linus Eklöw / Martina Sorbara
We started at the cinema
Tear of dancing, hands in the wind
Restless, burning up a cigarette
The boys are calling shotgun again
Hot, hurting like a hurricane
I hear the wind is trembling
Shake-shaking like a tambourine
Crawlers running into our skin
Under the stars I'm awaken to the sound of a firebird
Under the sky I'm half-naked, oooh oh oh oh
Under the stars I'm awaken to the sound of a firebird
Under the sky I'm half-naked, oooh oh oh oh
Under the stars I'm awaken to the sound of a firebird
Under the sky I'm half-naked, oooh oh oh oh