Reykjavik - Adam Barnes

I ache to be different

I’m learning to dance

See the Black Forest

The south east of France

See my friends in the States

They know the best things to do

I’m making a list of all the parts

I want to share with you

We’ll move away and

Learn the language to boot

Find faults with the food from our studio room

I’ll make mistakes with my words

My French is the same

My love for you is certain

It’s all j’adore et je taime

And I swear I do

I swear I do

My love for you is certain I swear it’s true

I miss you when I’m away

I miss you when I’m gone

I miss the little parts of the day we get to share when we’re alone

We never talk in the evening

I’m always playing a show

Playing sad songs to strangers that I hardly know

Is it worth it?

I hope it’s worth it

It means nothing

It means nothing if it’s easy

Is it worth it?

I hope it’s worth it