Newspaper come to your door
Hang on and hold your breath
Give your dreams a show
Don't read the words in bold
Sail the sea of the backwaters
With a sheet called love
It's getting
closer Rolling like a clear ribbon
Going further and further What does it seem so logical?
But the fears crochet about You don't have to run about
And the walls can come in and out One day she's my change
So clear the oars in the sand Just maintain the hold
Keep it brief, we've seen your plans
Life in an old time
Life in an old town,
clear sea It's a human bird,
it will see the truth
In the rude old world
It's getting
closer Rolling like a clear ribbon
Going further and further What does it seem so logical?
But the fears crochet about You don't have to run about
And the walls can come in and out One day she's my change
Like joyful men one day Hopefully
we will sing la-la
If we're at the end We'll sing gracefully
The song of la-la-la
It's getting
closer One day hopefully we will sing la-la
If we're at the end We'll sing gracefully The song of la-la-la