I am floatin' in lonely skies|In my fantasies in black and white|All the time i try to speak|Breathing's flowing as a wound can bleed|I was waitin' for the show|Cannot suffer until I don't know|If there's something on this path|So let that river keep on bursts its banks|Keep on rollin' in my head|Once you leave you'll never can turn back Up to now I feel the ground|then I'll wonder ‘bout what I have found|Oh...yeah...let me now floatin' in lonely skies|Back old memories still flow|Thread my hair like grains of sand yeah I am waiting... but I don't know|If one day I should get rid of them|I am floatin' in lonely skies|In my fantasies in black and white|All the times i try to speak|Breathing's flowing as a wound can bleed|Oh...yeah...feel as I'm free from my own cage...oh... let me now floatin' in lonely skies