Riding on a night train, my girl before my eyes.
Shadows & silhouettes from Paris to the promenades.
You must be dreaming.
Wake up, look outside.
Everything is present, laying wayside.
Storebælt, this is it.
Isn’t it beautiful?
I’m the touching sky, I’m on top of water
I’m high as hell, I see a thousand colors.
We’re moving so fast but I can smell the roses
The most beautiful morning of my life, just for a moment.
I’m the sun heading straight for the sky
Determined and ready to die
That’s what it’s all about
Pull up the shades, open the door
I’m the happiest man in the world.
Got this photograph to prove it.