Renaissance Affair

Sweet relief calms me down Makes me drown, lost and found Neighbors complain, sheets are stained Hotel shower the best around Spacing from Paris to New York Silver sungla*ses, silver phone Connect us to someone who doesn't know Of these feelings we can't control People they want us to fall down But we won't ever touch the ground We're perfectly balanced, we'll float around 'Til no one is near, do you hear this sound Spacing from Paris to New York Silver sungla*ses, silver phone Connect us to someone who doesn't know Of these feelings we can't control This strange feeling captures us It generates this huge fuzz I miss you all the time I must face I miss your touch and your embrace