Kaskade Are You Listening?
Are you listening to the ticking of the clock?
I am racing to a door that's still unlocked
More than trying, more than doing what you're
told
Thunder lying, between the sheets of warm and
cold
So I wonder, with the racing of my heart
Moving always, with the me that's torn apart
I am loving, with the sub of me I know
I want everything, beneath the blazing sun and
snow
Beneath the blazing sun and snow
I am loving, with the sub of me I know