I think we wore out the nostalgia
Staring at the past with longing in our eyes
For something better, something different, something new
And all the wise words of the old ones
Silently ignored, lessons never learned
Same old mistakes, repeated endlessly
Guiding lights, somewhere out there
Calling to us from the great white void
Guiding sight, somewhere in the calling zone
Calling us home
La-la-la, la-la, la-la-la, la-la-la, la-la-la
We keep blowing, dandelions
Do you love me, will you love me true?
Tiny seeds, they ride the wind of circumstance
Then the quiet contemplation
Yes, I love you, yes, I love you true
Deeply trusting, deeply taking root
Guiding light, somewhere out there
Calling to us from the great white void
Guiding sight, somewhere in the calling zone
Calling us home
Calling us home
La-la-la, la-la-la, la-la-la, la-la-la, la-la-la, la-la-la
We keep blowing, dandelions
Do you love me, will you love me true?
La-la-la, la-la-la, la-la-la, la-la-la, la-la-la, la-la-la, la-la-la
We keep blowing, dandelions


La-la-la, la-la-la, la-la-la, la-la-la, la-la-la, la-la-la
Tu-du-du-du-di-dua-dua
Tu-du-du-du-di-dua
La-la-la, la-la-la, la-la-la, la-la-la, la-la-la


Tu-du-du-du-dua
Guiding light
Somewhere out there
Calling to us from the great wide void
Guiding sight
Somewhere in the air
Calling us home
Calling us home
Na na na na na
Na na na na na
Na na na na na
Na na na na na