Le Pain Perdu - Cibo Matto

The sunshine, too light
The ocean, too wide
I'm sick of your cliché
The sky is kind
Love is blind
You can't let go of the lost pain

You're in the maze
Spending every day
I'm in the haze
I want the getaway

You're in the maze
Spending every day
I'm in the haze
I want the getaway

Can you take my silver wheat?
Mix it up with butter and treat
I feel a chill go down my feet
Your maple is so sweet

Can you take my silver wheat?
Mix it up with butter and treat
I feel a chill go down my feet
Your maple is so sweet
So sweet

We've got to get out
To get out the hell out
We've got to get out
To get out the hell out
We've got to get out
To get out the hell out
Got to get me out of here
Before it goes stale

We've got to get out
To get out the hell out
We've got to get out
To get out the hell out
We've got to get out
To get out the hell out
Got to get me out of here
Before it goes stale

Can you take my silver wheat?
Mix it up with butter and treat
I feel a chill go down my feet
Your maple is so sweet

Can you take my silver wheat?
Mix it up with butter and treat
I feel a chill go down my feet
Your maple is so sweet
So sweet

But it's too mushy
Too mushy
I can't take it, baby!

We've got to get out
To get out the hell out
We've got to get out
To get out the hell out
We've got to get out
To get out the hell out
Got to get me out of here
Before it goes stale

We've got to get out
To get out the hell out
We've got to get out
To get out the hell out
We've got to get out
To get out the hell out
Got to get me out of here
Before it goes stale