If my thoughts could bring you to me,
how sweet would thinking be!
My expectations would rise to the sky
my spirits just jump free and fly ...
fly over the ocean, fly over the sea
and meet your spirits, if you agree.

Meet me there, where souls are free,
where tossing and turning and working like a bee
will be forgotten forever and all
meet me there and don´t let me fall.

You think I am crazy, who would not want to be like this?
I thought, I was lost ... forever amiss
for the world of love and sympathy
lost for music and melody.
Lost for nature´s wonderful sound.
Watch me now: I´m back and I found
life is beautiful with my feet on the ground
and phantasy lets my thoughts fly high
to meet yours there, up in the sky!
Ingrid