Floating
Over a bed of strings
I´m cool with diving
But I don´t know just where
I guess it´s jut this
Floating
Sometimes I search for my roots
I have to
Cause without I will keep on
Search in the dark
For mornings
When I might need to make a new start
Pencil strokes on one big world of flaws
And I´ve been thinking how the time go slow
Grasped by wind that plays his roles a flaws
And I´ve been thinking how the time go slow
I am on my side
I am on my side
I´m bound to you
I´m bound to you
I´m bound to you
I am on my side
I am on my side
I´m bound to you
I´m bound to you
I´m bound to you
I am on my side
I am on my side
I´m bound to you
I´m bound to you
I´m bound to you
I am on my side
Floating
Over a bed of strings
I´m cool with diving
But I don´t know just where