Lyrics

one car in a caravan
of cars in the Saturday heat
hot sun on the Autobahn
and I'm left with a fantasy
marathon keeps dragging on
and the radio weatherman speaks
bout a paradox phenomenon
of a dream that you'll never ever reach
fatamorgana, fatamorgana
fatamorgana
fatamorgana
fatamorgana
time flies like a pelican
it's a journeyman's fever dream
but I still got ham in a can
and stamina like a dromedary
I try repositioning
but it moves proportionately
I will never ever reach that shimmering thing
and I'm left with a fantasy, ooh
fatamorgana,
fatamorgana
fatamorgana
fatamorgana
fatamorgana
fatamorgana,
fatamorgana
fatamorgana
fatamorgana
fatamorgana
fatamorgana
fatamorgana
Written by: Alexander Hauer, Michèl Martins Almeida
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