High flying glider, spread your wings
   Flying high on a cloud
   Born on the air, spiral around
   So busy making circles
   You never touch the ground
  
   You see the sea, feel the sky
   Don't know where you go when you die
   Don't know the answers
   To what's in my mind
   Riding on the wind and turning with the tide
  
   life takes you up, it brings you down
   Changes the pain that remains
   Keep moving fast, though the wind and the rain
   And if the world keeps spinning round
   You'll be back again