Excuse me if I bore you When I talk about the things I like to do Excuse me if I'm not like them I'd always liked to think there's something else out there For us the world is a gift A spin is a day A turn is a year And if the day gives us rain Let's stare at the falling drops in the air That I breathe when we wander outside Touch of sunlight when it was getting dark Slow down the pace of the clocks in our heads So we can keep shaping the clouds Excuse me, is what you told me When I didn't listen what you had to say Maybe I am just like them Forgetting you could also choose a way Your view blending with mine Are two colour filters blazing my sky Alone but together we'll share The touch, the taste, the smell Of the air that I breathe when we wander outside Touch of sunlight when it was getting dark Slow down the pace of the clocks in our heads So we can keep shaping the clouds Excuse me, is what you told me When I didn't listen what you had to say Maybe I am just like them Forgetting you could also choose a way Your view blending with mine Are two colour filters blazing my sky Alone but together we'll share The touch, the taste, the smell Of the air that I breathe when we wander outside Touch of sunlight when it was getting dark Slow down the pace of the clocks in our heads So we can keep shaping the clouds