Staring on that white blank surface Makes you dream again. It's not the time for you to imagine Things and rooms of beauty. Put on your carts and shoes Its just that easy. Forget about the things that you should deal with They're not interesting. Green carpets of leaves. Pull me away from here. Green carpets of leaves. Pull me away from here. Take some of those white, blank pages, Lying on the ground. They will wrap your voice in layers Until there is no sound. Let's build a paper boat, So we can take a look, And forget about the things that we should deal with They're not interesting. Green carpets of leaves. Pull me away from here. Green carpets of leaves. Pull me away from here. Green carpets of leaves. Pull me away from here. Green carpets of leaves. Pull me away from here.