floating on the surface
while the days are passing by
heading for the horizon
while the sun is in my eyes

where do we go from here?
where do we go from here?
where do we go?

jump off that boat and dive in
there ain't no perfect timing
nobody knows, no one has a clue
although they might pretend to
there is a river that flows in you
follow it
into the blue

floating on the surface
while the years are passing by
staring at the reflection
looking right into my eyes

where do we go from here?
where do we go from here?
where do we go?

into the blue
follow it
follow it and it will lead you
follow it
into the blue