(the pilot of your thighs)



Genevieve, Genevieve

Dreaming of those castles in the sky

Genevieve, Genevieve

And clocks that couldn't wait to tell the time



That's why I'm the pilot of your thighs

The one who holds your hand

When you stare in those canals

The pilot of your thighs



Genevieve, Genevieve

Horoscopes were written in the snow

Genevieve, Genevieve

Sometimes the sun just gets too close



That's why I'm the pilot of your thighs

The one who holds your hand

When you stare in those canals

The pilot of your thighs