Floating

Little birds are singing from the trees
 Walking slowly on my two bare feet
 Gentle grass under me as I sweep
 On and on and on, on and on
 I'm Floating
 Floating
 Someone's calling me from underneath
 Putting down my ear to hear the beat
 From the voices far within the deep
 On and on and on, on and on
 I'm Flowing
 Flowing
 Swaying
 Floating
 Flowing
 Flowing
 Swaying
 Floating
 Magic wonders in the golden breeze
 Changing daily and surrounding me
 In the eyeglass I can see them freeze
 On and on and on, on and on
 I'm Floating
 Falling
 Floating
 Flying
 Falling
 Falling
 Floating
 Flying
 On and on and on ...
 Falling
 (Someone's calling me from underneath)
 Falling
 (Putting down my ear to hear the beat)
 Floating
 (From the voices far within the deep)
 Flying