Longing, longing on my tiptoes
Careful with keys and jargon
The forest from something from up close
I guess I've seen it occasionally
Longing, I long to walk on feet
Longing for all good things
I want to see the sea someday
Someday
Close by
Sometimes you firmly close your eyes
Maybe you prayed for something good
I surely don't know how to pray
If it was a prayer
Then I prayed for us
Longing for everything
Take me from everything that's made-up
Longing for everything that lasts
From the trunks of the trees to the top
Teach me about it
Teach me about it
Take me from everything that's made-up
Longing for everything that lasts
From the trunks of the trees to the top
Teach me about it
Teach me about it