White restless clouds are drifting past above my head.
I watch the horizon untill they disappear.
The wind is whispering quiet into my ear:
You don't need to fear - can you hear me?
You don't need to fear!

Something deep inside knows it's time,
Time to peel off tight old skin.
Something deep inside knows it's time,
Time now to follow my heart.

White singing swans are following the rising sun.
I wish, I would have also wings to fly away.
No boundaries can hold them back to stay.
I am on my way - can you hear me?
I am on my way!

Something deep inside knows it's time,
Time to peel off tight old skin.
Something deep inside knows it's time,
Time now to follow my heart.