Then step inside our skins
The White Room, the White Room
The White Room, the White Room
Talk to me, talk to me
Catching fish from the sea
The White Room, the White Room
The White Room, the White Room
Far below, a small boat sails
As the world just creeps on by
More spetta na noo ne na noo things
The White Room, the White Room
We climb the mountain, feel the wind
(More spetta na noo ne na noo things)
The White Room, the White Room
We spin, we turn, watch and wait
We climbed to touch the stars
The White Room, the White Room
