Cellophane

I don't know where I'm going to

I wonder where you've been

I want to be in front of you

But solitude is my scene

Solitude is my scene

Cellophane

Wrap the world in layers of

Protection from the clouds and pouring rain

Cellophane

Take your neighbour by the hand

'Cause everyone up here has felt the same

At least I think so

Abel, he come from Brooklyn

And Eva, she came from Mars

Together they build a perfect life, but

You cannot play those cards

No, you cannot play those cards

Cellophane

Wrap the world in layers of

Protection from the clouds and pouring rain

Cellophane

Take your neighbour by the hand

'Cause everyone up here has felt the same

At least I think so

At least I think so

At least I think so

At least I think so