Sync Different

An other summer breath
crise his melancholy deep inside.
But he doesn't understand between his pain and his distress
So he always sit in the same place hoping something gonna change But he always listen a voice wich plays a strange melody

If you cross my way, let me make your day If i cross yours, anyone can makes mine *4
A new winter breeze increased his pain deep inside
He want to get closer to the light but the fears is holding him back His refuge is the solitude who takes him away from his soul
But this strange melody gives him a way to become free

If you cross my way, let me make your day If i cross yours anyone can makes mine *4

He tries to believe cos he knows it, cos he knows it, cos he knows it *4

My sound spinning round

on the radio , i'm crazy oh !

you can really feel it know when i put it down, down, down

And it's been many hours on the radio, My sound spinning round

You can really feel it know on the radio, my sound spinning round.

on the radio, on the radio, i'm crazy oh !