(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