It´s five in the morning where you are You´re learning a language, beginning with "far" I´m glad you´re awake now, and picking your scars We do it all backwards, wherever we are
Turn. Turn around.
You´re living on the breadcrumbs of love that you found We were never ashamed love off the ground I´m changing my skin now from white into brown There´s sun in the winter now, things are turning around
Turn. Turn around.
Turning up, turning in my dream. I´ve come a long way. Turning up. Turn. Turn it again.