• Were will the winds go
    As they blow?
    Over the gardens
    Of the stars
    I know that the brezze
    Will find you
    And me
    This is something
    I depply know
    I see
    I feel
    Floating as careless
    As seeds
    Caring our fragence
    Of spring
    I know that
    We will land
    To grow in the garden
    We love
    So much

    (Instrumental bit)

    Never give up
    The joureny
    On the breeze
    We will float
    Like a bird
    Touching clouds
    Waving up again
    Never give up
    What we know
    As we float
    Me and you
    Shall never forget
    That we are truly
    Brother and siter
    To the very end!

    Finnaly we are found
    So our journy begins
    Over the softest of waves
    Being carried with the tide
    Also floating togther
    Freely and
    Gracefully
    Knowing not how long
    We will
    Travel
    Over the winds
    Through the mountains
    Listing to the
    Never dying call
    Of our
    Truest
    Family

    (Instrumental bit)

    Never give up
    The joureny
    On the breeze
    We will float
    Like a bird
    Touching clouds
    Waving up again
    Never give up
    What we know
    As we float
    Me and you
    Shall never forget
    That we are truly
    Brother and siter
    To the very end!

    O we will float...