World (Holter Julia)

are you looking for anything? heaven, with eyes bright, green every day my eyes are older I grow a bit closer to you hearts, all the hearts of the world I don't know how I wear a heart so much even when I run, the city can't see my eyes under the bridge I play a game of tennis passing fires of fight mother, mothers of the world all singers with eyes closed singer on the 5th floor your hands that I wait when you disappear how could you sing that every day I talk to you mister, all the misters of the world worry, looking for all kind of escape cities, all the cities of the world what are you wearing? I live alone on the 5th floor of the apartment building what am I looking for you? can I escape you?