March 2000 by Flying Stone
Verse 1
Come on, let’s go out
Let the wind blow through our hair
He’s gonna wisper in our ears amazing stories
Come on, let us try to find out what it means
When the figures in the clouds come and go
Chorus
So many secrets, oh, so many secrets, oh
So many secrets to discover in this world
So many secrets, oh, so many secrets, oh
So many secrets to discover in this world
Verse 2
Come on, let’s go out
Let us dance through the fields
Feel the grass, see the flowers writing poems
Come and let us search the treasure of the wood
Climb the trees growing high, growing old
Verse 3
Come on, let’s go out
Through the sunny summer city
Smell the streets, feel the hot ground, naked feet
Come and let us ask the busy people in the shops
Why they often look so sad and have no time
© 2000 Flying Stone