It's six o'clock your reliefs wake me up
After so much rest
Time to celebrate again
I need the world to realize it
I need it after all
We will always find textures, textures
Know, your measure in my measure
Caressing differences
We will always find figures
I need the world to turn me around
More you get more You will want
Time to celebrate again without guilt
I shot a phrase into the wind
And a woman fell
Textures, textures