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