Losing Something

Pack your bags, we're leaving soon Be here now, we'll take you too 'Cross the sea, not coming back You wouldn't believe in what you have in front of you Back into the ocean, move Doesn't make a lot more true Still life comes and silver dawn draws near Young arrow, cool breeze and blue spirit Rose up over the mountain and looked down on the valley below The high tide of romance that gifts to a garden Nowhere to run but up here now, like a feeling You've got to get your head up here With me in the stratosphere Teapot tone in the lover's shack But who knows when we'll be back again? Yeah, yeah, yeah Merrily, we'll roam the lawn Di doo da, di doo doo dum Losing something is finding something else