Réécoutons la voix étincelante d’Alice…
She, she
She, she
She cut a hole in the fence and she ran
She left her troublesome prison behind
She didn’t wanna fuel the fire
She didn’t wanna lose her desire
She, she
She, she
She looked out to the horizon
She didn’t have much left to see
Greed had taken the trees away
Greed had taken the bees away
She, she
She, she
She don’t know where she gonna go now
She looked up to what should’ve been stars
She said I wanna go to Mars
And this, this planet, it ain’t ours
She said I, wanna go to Mars
And this, this planet, it ain’t ours
She said I wanna go to Mars
And this, this planet, it ain’t ours
Ours
Texte de Alice Phoebe Lou