Hey-ey, uh-hey-ey-ey-oh
Hey-ey, uh-hey-ey-ey-oh
Hey-ey, uh-hey-ey-ey-oh
Hey-ey, uh-hey-ey-ey-oh
First I appear on a mountain high above
Climbing up the steps
Losing all my bearch
Then I appear by the ocean down below
Walking on the sand
Feel it in my hand
I dream of going somewhere new each night. I might.
Hey-ey, uh-hey-ey-ey-oh
Hey-ey, uh-hey-ey-ey-oh
Hey-ey, uh-hey-ey-ey-oh
Hey-ey, uh-hey-ey-ey-oh
Now no a train to a place that I don't know. Moving kind of slow.
Who knows where we go.
Then in a town full of people all around
I'm running in the street
Feeling kind of sleepy I
Am lying in my bed at night. In flight.
Hey-ey, uh-hey-ey-ey-oh
Hey-ey, uh-hey-ey-ey-oh
Hey-ey, uh-hey-ey-ey-oh
Hey-ey, uh-hey-ey-ey-oh
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