Renaissance Affair

Sweet relief calms me down
Makes me drown, lost and found
Neighbours complain, sheets are stained
Hotel shower, the best around

Spacing from Paris to New York
Silver sunglasses, silver phone
Connect us to someone who doesn't know
About these feelings we can't control

People, they want us to fall down
But we won't ever touch the ground
'Cause 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 sunglasses, silver phone
Connect us to someone who doesn't know
About 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