Why keep on hanging on this way? Like breaking waves are our every day. A cosmic pull, a constant pulsing wave. Reminiscing our water, yeah.
Oh wah ooh.
It’s a beauty to live and dream. Enough to make me fall down on my knees. I surrender. Won’t beg or plead. Sweet surrender, soon I’ll be free.
If time’s a river, we’ll reach the sea. If waking life’s a dream, then wake me up. Wake me up with serenades. Another dream, another phase. An endless dance, and endless face. And I won’t mind the change.