Bad day, looking for a way... Oh, looking for the great escape.

Gets in his car and drives away, far from all the things that we are...
Puts on a smile, and breaths it in and breaths it out.
He says: bye-bye, bye to all of the noise.

Don't be afraid, just eat up all the gray and it will fade away...
Don't let yourself fall down!...

Patrick Watson:
um colo quente,
e a contagem decrescente. *