Floating

Little birds are singing from the trees

Walking slowly on my two bare feet

Gentle grass under me as I sweep

On and on and on, on and on I´m

Floating - Floating

Someone´s calling me from underneath

Putting down my ear to hear the beat

From the voices far within the deep

On and on and on, on and on I´m

Flowing - Flowing - Swaying - Floating

Flowing - Flowing - Swaying - Floating

Magic wonders in the golden breeze

Changing daily and surrounding me

In the eyeglass I can see them freeze

On and on and on, on and on I´m

Floating - Falling - Floating - Flying

Falling - Falling - Floating - Flying

On and on... Falling - Falling - Floating - Flying