In the fall through time and space
towards infinity,
moths fly into the light,
just like you and I.
Somehow, sometime
somewhere the future starts,
I'm not waiting any longer.
Love is made out of courage,
don't think too long about it,
we're riding on pinwheels
towards the future through the night.
Give me your hand,
I'll build you a castle of sand,
anyhow, anywhere, anytime.
The time is ripe for a bit of tenderness,
anyhow, anywhere, anytime.
In the fall through time and space
there wakes out of a dream
just one short moment,
then the night returns.
Somehow, sometime
somewhere the future starts,
I'm not waiting any longer.
Love is made out of courage,
don't think too long avout it,
we're riding on pinwheels
towards the future through the night.
Give me your hand,
I'll build you a castle of sand,
anyhow, anywhere, anytime
The time is ripe for a bit of tenderness,
anyhow, anywhere, anytime.
Give me your hand,
I'll build you a castle of sand,
anyhow, anywhere, anytime.
The time is ripe for a bit of tenderness,
anyhow, anywhere, anytime.
Anyhow, anywhere, anytime
Anyhow, anywhere, anytime