Paroles de Canada

I'm on a whirlwind ride and I wanna feel, I wanna heal I'm off without a guide and It's so ideal, it's too surreal Driving into blue What a pretty hue Driving over Canada The North of North America Don't know where I'll go No one really knows No one has a damn clue Shades of brown and green They're surrounding me Peering out through the leaves There here comes the rain Wash away the pain Drivin' over Canada The North of North America And there comes the dark I see the stars And here in this car I healed these scars Then the green lights start to flare They trail of everywhere You know nothing can compare The stillness in the air