I want to find you ‘mongst the people,
Then take you home with me.
I want to hide inside some playgrounds,
Where our mind’s can be let free.
I want to take us to lost jungles,
Where our faces can come out.
I want to lay inside closed tunnels,
Where only hands can see about.
Cause the stress around here’s troubling…
Too much -- a city’s way.
Let’s make simpler our equation,
You… me… this day.
