Ooh La La

My eyes try to find the horizon
My feet try to keep me on the ground
My hands try to reach for the heavens
My ears try to hear all the sounds

Ooh la la
Ooh la la

My mind draws lines around the pictures
The dreams that stream from my head
They seem like a strange sort of mixture
Of what I’ve seen and what I’ve heard said

Ooh la la
Ooh la la
Ooh la la

I don’t know what it is that surrounds me
But I’m gonna to try to give it a name
I’m gonna to get some directions
So I can find my way back again
So I can find my way back again

Ooh la la
Ooh la la
Ooh la la