Losing Something

Pack your bags, we’re leaving soon
Be here now, we’ll take you too
'Cross the sea, not coming back
You wouldn’t believe in what you have in front of you
Back into the ocean, move
Doesn’t make a lot more true
Still life comes and silver dawn draws near
Young arrow, cool breeze and blue spirit
Rose up over the mountain and looked down on the valley below
The high tide of romance that gifts to a garden
Nowhere to run but up here now, like a feeling
You’ve got to get your head up here
With me in the stratosphere
Teapot tone in the lover’s shack
But who knows when we’ll be back again? Yeah, yeah, yeah
Merrily, we’ll roam the lawn
Di doo da, di doo doo dum
Losing something is finding something else