(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