Jodie Foster

Dry, unbend your fingers
glance all behind you
and now let yourself go
open your fingers
glance all behind you
your heart now can bleed
There's a girl flying in front of me
leave her hands and she'll disappear
Flying high until she'll reach the sea of his mind
as another game, another game
There's a man asking for what she sees
in the land of his misery
Flying high searching for what could be of his time
as a different man, a different man
And now I can touch your find
and now I can touch you