En média : James Blunt - Annie

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So, I hear them saying, in a newspaper,

« You can be anything, you can go anywhere »,

I admit « oh, that's great », I wonder : « me ? »,

I say to myself, « maybe it could be you ? »,

I believe I can go high, I really do,

I think you ought to try, to try to be.

Instead of a hot-hair balloon, it is a bathysphere,

Apnea starts, one deep breath and I'm under.

Some people can go high, I have to go low.

Tackle the obstacles ? Oh well, sadly I'm slow.

Actuality, expectation, rest for the latter,

Let the far-off light glow, wait a bit longer,

Before the future, embrace the present,

Sure it is less winsome, but also less distant.

Dreams, beliefs, how else to continue ?

My time to work, me the ingenue.