Around The World

Sunny day

And I can hear them call

Will they ever come back home

On my way

To watch and catch them all

The most precious things I can´t control

Nights and days

Ready to be born

I paint their silhouette

The melody

Of my favorite teenage song

I heard thousand times and can´t forget

Searching all around the world

I was gone for a long time

I have seen them rise and fall

Between whiskey and wine

Burning like gasoline

Sounding like a violin

I was never too late

What a blast - to feel your head explode

What a sound - a new idea was born

Without them - we would be empty

and alone

Summer day

Whispers in my ear

The old stories about the men

Who would sit and sway

Make history with faith

From their cradle to their grave