Reykjavik

I ache to be different I'm learning to dance See the Black Forest The south east of France See my friends in the States They know the best things to do I'm making a list of all the parts I want to share with you We'll move away and Learn the language to boot Find faults with the food from our studio room I'll make mistakes with my words My French is the same My love for you is certain It's all j'adore et je taime And I swear I do I swear I do My love for you is certain I swear it's true I miss you when I'm away I miss you when I'm gone I miss the little parts of the day we get to share when we're alone We never talk in the evening I'm always playing a show Playing sad songs to strangers that I hardly know Is it worth it? I hope it's worth it It means nothing It means nothing if it's easy Is it worth it? I hope it's worth it