I´m looking out my window pane
early in the morning
and you´re there
somewhere in the air
I can feel your spirit everywhere
As walking through the garden square
I find myself stepping
on a stone
if I had only known
that you are really living in those things
I really love you
Father of the sun
I´m thinking of you
hold me in you arms
make me feel at home
sometimes it´s too cold in this world
for good boys like me.
Let yourself be boy
let yourself be
try to be me boy
try to be me