It´s five in the morning where you are
You´re learning a language, beginning with "far"
I´m glad you´re awake now, and picking your scars
We do it all backwards, wherever we are

Turn.
Turn around.

You´re living on the breadcrumbs of love that you found
We were never ashamed love off the ground
I´m changing my skin now from white into brown
There´s sun in the winter now, things are turning around

Turn.
Turn around.

Turning up, turning in my dream. I´ve come a long way.
Turning up. Turn. Turn it again.