Infinite Space
Infinite Space surrounds me
I'm as free as the clouds floating on a mountain top
Dancin' up a storm
And the birds they fly east and they rise with the dawn
But what is so mystifying about this life?
It's the fact that we all, we all we all we all
Oh we all co-create. Yeah
Well well
I'm slipping through the cracks of the concrete that we walk upon
I'm slipping through the cracks of this society
Well, well
I'm slipping through the cracks of the concrete that we walk upon
I'm slipping through the cracks of this society
And I'm barefoot and I'm running free
Oh Well, Can I fly?
Can I touch the sky?
Can I tell you why I love my life?
And why it's good to be alive?
Oh boy it's good to be alive, oh boy it's good to be alive
Yeah
Well, I'm twisting I'm turning I'm weaving the webs
Of evolutionary ways to come
I'm listening to the breeze, yes the sweet summer breeze
And it's telling me that our time has come
Oh Well, Can I fly?
Can I touch the sky?
Can I tell you why I love my life?
And why it's good to be alive?
Oh boy it's good to be alive, oh boy it's good to be alive
Yeah
Well it's good, it's good, it's good, it's good, it's good
it's good to be alive
It's good, it's good, it's good, it's good, it's good
it's good to be alive, yeah
Well I'm twisting I'm turning I'm weaving the webs
Of evolutionary ways to come
I'm listening to the breeze, yes the sweet summer breeze
And it's telling me that our time has come
I'm as free as the clouds floating on a mountain top
Dancin' up a storm
And the birds they fly east and they rise with the dawn
But what is so mystifying about this life?
It's the fact that we all, we all we all we all
Oh we all co-create. Yeah
Well well
I'm slipping through the cracks of the concrete that we walk upon
I'm slipping through the cracks of this society
Well, well
I'm slipping through the cracks of the concrete that we walk upon
I'm slipping through the cracks of this society
And I'm barefoot and I'm running free
Oh Well, Can I fly?
Can I touch the sky?
Can I tell you why I love my life?
And why it's good to be alive?
Oh boy it's good to be alive, oh boy it's good to be alive
Yeah
Well, I'm twisting I'm turning I'm weaving the webs
Of evolutionary ways to come
I'm listening to the breeze, yes the sweet summer breeze
And it's telling me that our time has come
Oh Well, Can I fly?
Can I touch the sky?
Can I tell you why I love my life?
And why it's good to be alive?
Oh boy it's good to be alive, oh boy it's good to be alive
Yeah
Well it's good, it's good, it's good, it's good, it's good
it's good to be alive
It's good, it's good, it's good, it's good, it's good
it's good to be alive, yeah
Well I'm twisting I'm turning I'm weaving the webs
Of evolutionary ways to come
I'm listening to the breeze, yes the sweet summer breeze
And it's telling me that our time has come
Credits
Writer(s): Andrea Soler
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