Sanoja: Lisa Mitchell. Neopolitan Dreams (I'll Be Okay).

You go on, I'll be okay
I can dream the rest away
It's just a little touch of fate, it'll be okay
It sure takes its precious time but it's got right and so have I

I turn my head up to the sky, I focus one thought at a time
I do not let the little thieves under my tightly buttoned sleeves
You couldn't be a longer time, I feel like I am walking blind
I have nowhere, I'll have time, there are no legible signs
There are no legible signs

I like the way that you talk, I like the way that you walk
It's hard to recreate such an individual gate
You wait your turn in the queue, you say your sorries and thank yous
I don't think you're ever a hundred percent in the room
You're not in the room, you're not in the room

Deepest of the dark nights, here lies the highest of highs
Neopolitan dreams stretching out to the sea
You wait your turn in the queue, you say your sorries and thank yous
I don't think you're ever a hundred percent in the room
You're not in the room, you're not in the room