A breeze of atmosphere
A fountain of our life

As clouds cross with time
An endless tide will swell
Sacred knots will sound
Imaginations open wide
Somebody said it's best when it's hard to find
The things we leave behind

I look into the skies
Voices in my mind
As clouds cross with time
An endless tide will swell
Sacred knots will sound
Imaginations open wide
Some might say it's only voices in my mind
The things we leave behind

Copyright: Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Writer(s): BORIS BLANK, DIETER MEIER