Coordinates: 50°19′27″N 2°17′20″E / 50.3242°N 2.2889°E / 50.3242; 2.2889
Écoivres is a commune in the Pas-de-Calais department in the Nord-Pas-de-Calais region of France.
A hamlet with the same name is to be found in the commune of Mont-Saint-Eloi.
A small farming village 20 miles (32.2 km) west of Arras at the junction of the D103 and D104 roads.
I'd rather stay in bed all day.
In bed with you lying closely right by my side.
With no one to make us take one step outside.
Under the covers with you.
I'd rather pull the sheets over our heads.
So we wouldn't have to face the day, no way.
He's my prince, he's my god
But it's so complicated
He's my hero, he's my idol
But I'm so dizzy of him
He's wearing a jeweled crown
With precious stones
I know I could make him happy
If he and I could be alone
He's my prince, he's my god
But it's so complicated
He's my hero, he's my idol
But I'm so dizzy of him
I wanna be his Madonna
I wanna be his princess
I wanna be his heroine
I'd be happy just to be with him
I quiver, I quiver
I quiver, baby, I love you
I quiver, I quiver
I quiver, baby, I need you
He's my prince, he's my god
But it's so complicated
He's my hero, he's my idol
But I'm so dizzy of him
Everybody's seen his picture
Everybody knows his name
But only I could make him happy
Oh, I wish I could see him again
He's my prince, he's my god
But it's so complicated
He's my hero, he's my idol
But I'm so dizzy of him
I wanna be his Madonna
I wanna be his princess
I wanna be his heroine
I'd be happy just to be with him
I quiver, I quiver
I quiver, baby, I love you
I quiver, I quiver
I quiver, baby, I need you
I quiver, I quiver
I quiver, baby, I love you
I quiver, I quiver
I'll pull my covers off my lady in the night,
To see the cold reaction when she realises actions I've taken,
To start conversation.
They tell me hope that really pulls the strings the most,
Clever little words from the boring little boy in the corner,
We love one another.
I never asked you to come here,
And no one asked you to come here,
They're saying words people don't wanna hear,
We don't wanna hear,
We don't wanna hear,
So stop shouting.
A piece of mind it carries tension up the stream,
The truth can pierce a hole right through the dingy little boat you sailed in on,
And the one you'll go down on.
Oh what an awful way to throw away the day,
Your season is colliding with the evil massive things you're providing,
No way you can hide in.
No one asked you to come here,
No one asked you to come here,
They're saying words that we don't wanna hear,
We don't wanna hear,
We don't wanna hear,
So stop shouting.
I never asked you to come here,
And no one asked you to come here,
They're saying things that we don't wanna hear,
We don't wanna hear
We don't wanna hear
We don't wanna hear
We don't wanna hear
We don't wanna hear
We don't wanna hear
We don't wanna hear
Exceptions are creative in your sister's way,
Your mother won't approve of these newfound days,
Think of no one but your little selfish mind,
And always think of no one.
I pull my covers off my lady in the night,
To see the cold reaction when she realises actions I've taken,
To start conversation,
I've been kicking back
somehow i've been finding distractions everywhere
but in the end there's so much
so much else i feel that i must devour
i wrote a song, a melody, don't pull the covers over me
i wrote a song, a melody, don't pull the covers over me
maybe i wake up and feel off-kilter
on the wrong path to some dead end
but that isn't all
i protest my right to make my own mistakes
i wrote a song, a melody, don't pull the covers over me
i wrote a song, to tale or leave
what more do you want from me?
it even fed a need in me