Nicolette

I try to believe what I feel these days
It makes life much easier for me
It's hard to decide what is real these days
When things look so dizzy to me

I already know my children's-children's faces
Voices that I've heard before
There's always more

Wandering, leaving the sea behind
To my home which everybody owns
Wandering
Where we can do what we please

I feel like a thousand years have passed
I'm younger than I used to be
I feel like the world is my home at last
I know everyone that I meet

Somewhere in the music I can hear the bells
I heard a thousand years before
There's always more

Wandering, is this there all there is
Since I was, since I began to be
Wandering
Where we can do what we please