Everybody´s talking at me.
I don´t hear a word they´re saying,
Only the echoes of my mind.
People stopping staring,
I can´t see their faces,
Only the shadows of their eyes.

I´m going where the sun keeps shining
Thru´ the pouring rain,
Going where the weather suits my clothes,
Backing off of the North East wind,
Sailing on summer breeze
And skipping over the ocean like a stone.

I´m going where the sun keeps shining
Thru´ the pouring rain,
Going where the weather suits my clothes,
Backing off of the North East wind,
Sailing on summer breeze
And skipping over the ocean like a stone