All the birds are heading to warmer places
I can see why they fly they want to see the sun arise
They travel light, they travel light,
They travel light, they travel light

Salty winds are blowing in from the atlantic sea
and it is always raining no matter what season it is
but I like it here, I like it here
I like it here, I like it here

We’re waiting for the good times and longing for the treasure
but what if there is nothing more than what is in front of us
Life’s in your sight, love’s in your mind
Life’s in your sight, love’s in your mind