And if one day the sun will forget to rise ...The straight and narrow way will curve all at once and if the words would be light like the leaves I would move certainly on a cape horn hill if I'd walk away in the better way I would write my name in the middle of my face and if we'd stop to ask if it's better paul or john and if we should remember even the good george and if we'd mix all the faces change the winners into losers, teatotallers in boozers if I'd walk away in the better way I would write my name in the middle of my face feeling, I'm feeling whatever I'm feeling I do if you know I always knew, if you said I say I'm feeling, I'm feeling however I'm feeling I do if you are ready I'm too if you are the sea I am the blue me the step and you the foot ...And if we'd fall asleep we'd awake in a technicolor dream there are no stars just lonely sparks there are no winners in this game no rules no way to play let's build a paper plane fly far away I have been here before maybe in a technicolor dream