The wind that blows through my feathers
Is the same that change the weathers
It blows away the shadows and the clouds
Turning them into arrows
I'm waiting here since the sun has rose
And that still pass on the same damn line
I'm standing on top of a mountain while you're cruising down the highway
I'm standing on top of a mountain and what you can see
Is just a little little part of what my eyes can hook
Maybe you should stop and take a look
Come on
Long ago there was no line
Between the mountains
Since then the same sound roll and roll again
But I don't care. It's not of my business
This line is a mess, I don't care cause I'm flying away
I'm standing on top of a mountain while you're cruising down the highway
I'm standing on top of a mountain and what you can see
Is just a little little part of what my eyes can hook
Maybe you should stop and take a look
Come on