Far far there’s this little girl
She was praying for something to happen to her
Everyday she writes words and more words
Just to spit out the thoughts that keep floating inside

And she’s strong when the dreams come
‘cause they take her, cover her, they are all over
The reality looks far now
But don’t go

How can you stay outside?
There’s a beautiful mess inside
How can you stay outside?
There’s a beautiful mess inside

Far far there’s this little girl
She was praying for something good to happen to her
From time to time there are colours and shapes
Dazzling her eyes, tickling her hands
They invent her a new world with
Oil skies and aquarelle rivers

But don’t you run away already
Please don’t go

How can you stay outside?
There’s a beautiful mess inside
How can you stay outside?
There’s a beautiful mess inside
Take a deep breath and die
There’s a beautiful mess inside
How can you stay outside?
There’s a beautiful mess inside

Far far there’s this little girl
She was praying for something big to happen to her
Every night she hears beautiful strange music
It’s everywhere, there’s nowhere to hide
But if it fades she begs: “Oh Lord don’t take it from me, don’t take it”

She says: “I guess I’ll have to give it birth, to give it birth
I guess, I guess I’ll have to give it birth”.

There’s a beautiful mess inside
And it’s everywhere
Just look at yourself now
Deep inside
Deeper than you ever dared.
Deeper than you ever dared.
There’s a beautiful mess inside