It comes and goes freely anywhere
Yesterday it was here but today is somewhere else
Like a kite flying with no string
Draws a thousand different lines
It stays however it likes to be
But always dreams something else to be
So yesterday it surely was but today is obviously not
Like a kite flying with no string
Draws a thousand different lines
Are you waiting 'til it's over
'Til the end of what you smolder
You had enough of rolling over
Get up and take a compass rose
Losing track of where you are now
It's time to wake up and do take a compass rose
It will lead you home and let you know where to go