Fernweth

Longing for places on the other side

mindlessly drifting in the ocean

staring at a greek sculpture I've never seen before

laying in a meadow being one with the wind

walking barefoot on a seashore while laughing like a kid

And when the night slips away,

I'll be running in unfamiliar places with unfamiliar faces

might just stare at the city lights

or dance with a melody that can’t get out of my head

a place where we can just lose ourselves