there's a box in a box in a box in my head
and this box contains all the memories we share
it's invisible for everyone but it is there

locked away in a dusty attic
why should I care
so far I was running away everytime I seemed to land

so after all I carry a lot of these boxes around
well, you have to pass life on your way to perfection
I like the lines on my face and at least I'm still

standing
but what is next? I'm still thirsty
I'm growing old and it's way too early

what is next? now that I'm grounded
can't anybody show me the next move?
I finally dare to hope for some peace and quiet

I found the one that makes it all feel right
I picked the loyal friends, said good-bye to the others
I love my job and my home

why look for more?
but what is next? I'm still thirsty
I'm growing old and it's way to early

what is next? now that I'm grounded
can't anybody show me the next move?
'oh don't worry be happy'

that's something I was always scared of
I don't wanna be unreflected and dull
and linger in comfort zone

well I am still hoping and waiting for the unexpected
and I know it's not gonna find me when I'm sitting at
home

so what is next? I'm still thirsty
I'm growing old and it's way to early
what is next? now that I'm grounded

can't anybody show me the next move?