Automatic girl you're halfway soon Sitting on a bike somewhere half June With a long gone feat And a broken heart In stupid English
Mixing drinks on Sunday afternoons While listening to the poison velvet rules It's so cold this time And a long gone smile Will make us happy
But maybe You're the The girl in armour Instead of me
Broken dreams on plastic avenues She wrote her name on bold Italian shoes She's a girl this time With a mixed up life In a foreign language
But maybe You're the The girl in armour Instead of me
Cause maybe You're the The girl in armour Instead of me
Maybe (And it was cold when you fell down and all you ever found) You're the (Was stories from a long, a long forgotten time) The girl in armour (I, I had to try)
Maybe (When the darkness seems to fail and all the shame is gone) You're the (And stories from the past are written on the ground) The girl in armour (I'm sure gone)