Out There

I have flown like a bird
Sailed up and down
When not even a third
Of my life has gone by

Taking buses and trains
Resting in sleeping bags
It's just never enough
I want to see it all

Glaciers and mountains
And stars in the sky
Far above us

Rivers and grass
Lands far and wide
Where destiny calls us

The smog and all this city grey
Feel like a prison cell
The green is nowhere to be seen

And I might not be the first
To find out what it's like
But I gotta know what is out there

I gotta know what is out there

Where destiny calls us

The smog and all this city grey
Feel like a prison cell
The green is nowhere to be seen

And I might not be the first
To find out what it's like
But I gotta know what is out there

I gotta know what is out there



Credits
Writer(s): Patrick Julien Heegemann, Bruno Malherbe
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