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