I was sitting
on the meadows,
my heart was sinking.
I left my home,
to look for you.
But now I am lost,
and heaven knows where.
Looking for shelter,
in the times.
Seeing for everything,
that is mine.
Remembering my brothers and sisters,
and one brother from another mother,
you was my best friend.
Sitting in the meadows
watching the sheep,
flock like birds.
Sitting and playing,
having little games in the summer sun,
never had any work done.
I'm sitting,
in the morning cool breeze,
when a girl walks right up to me.
She said, "I've been looking,
I'm lost on the winding road,"
"Can you tell me,
where my man's been?"
I said to her, "I'm looking for my..."
tickles went down my spine,
then, she looked at me,
butterflies flew over me
Oh
Oh
I felt a beat,
running down my vein.
I felt tears a blinking,
sparkles down my vein,
and chains
pulling down my boots.