In a world draft he tries to burn
It took a while, sticky days creep
Then he left with a hope to return
To remain, he is starting to care
Take control of his fantasy
Every day is something true
When days are good, he spells her name
When she's mistaken, he believed
And he looks, he bestows his will
Send the wind in breaking spill
Take control of his fantasy
Everday is something true
Then he flows like water
Seagulls followed him
Then he flows like water
Seagulls followed him
Where
Do you know where your seagulls
Do you know, do you know, know
Do you know where your seagulls
Do you know, do you know where
In a world draft he tries to burn
It took a while, sticky days creep
Then he left with a hope to return
To remain, he's starting to care
Take control of his fantasy
Control of his fantasy
Every day is something true
