(This is not America, sha-la-la-la-la) A little piece of you A little peace in me will die (This is not a miracle) For this is not America Blossom fails to bloom this season Promise not to stare too long (This is not America) For this is not a miracle There was a time A storm that blew so pure For this could be the biggest sky And I could have the faintest idea (For this is not America) (Sha-la-la-la-la) (Sha-la-la-la-la) (Sha-la-la-la-la) (This is not America) No! (This is not, sha-la-la-la-la) Snowman melting from the inside Falcon spirals to the ground (This could be the biggest sky) So bloody red, tomorrow's clouds A little piece of you A little piece in me will die (This could be a miracle) For this is not America There was a time A wind that blew so young For this could be the biggest sky And I could have the faintest idea (For this is not America) (Sha-la-la-la-la) (Sha-la-la-la-la) (Sha-la-la-la-la) (This is not America) No! (This is not, sha-la-la-la) (This is not America) No! (This is not) (This is not America) No! (This is not, sha-la-la-la)