Jacques Cousteau - David Lemaitre

I believe in you

In everything you do

Love the way you run away

Forget the highs and lows

Both standing on our toes

You hit me where it hurts the most

Nothing is what it seems

The accidents you planned

Like moved by sleight of hand

The ayers rock a grain of sand

Voth sleeping in the fire

While someone cut the wire

We’re falling down, falling down

Nothing is what it seems

The keys are in the jar

I’m crying in the car

Theres no one in the boulevard

Stones inside my chest

Try to get some rest

Drive around the roundabout

I guess we’re doing fine

You got reasons i got rhymes

I’d love to feel your hair tonight

Nothing is what it seems