Somewhere over the rainbow, where kitsch is a religion and Ray Charles is alive, there's some kinda place. Maybe the heaven. I see a guy in that place, who loves me and I love him. And it's nice because we know the best and the darkest from eachothers and all the same, we're together. There's a house. Big and old with a giant office, libraries all over the walls and an amazing vue. And then, there's the sea. Some grey clouds and a strong wind. There's gonna be a storm. And I walk on the beach, holding this guy's hand, with the blue and quiet sea, and the storm who's coming. And I feel happy. This is my heaven. This is how I want the earth to look like. Now let's say that I'm looking for the guy who will be ready to be happy in that earth with me.
