Global Player (Fritz Kalkbrenner Version) - Paul Kalkbrenner

We'll be facing the sun Waiting for these things to come We're smiling high Watching the good things passing by Pretend to feeling fine But inside we're crying sometimes It ain't what it seems Nothing but a dream And the faces get void And the lines get to thin And the roads become uneven So we don't know where we been And those who doubt us Will soon believe We are never supposed to win Or even to achieve We'll be facing the sun Waiting for these things to come We're smiling high Watching the good things passing by Pretend to feeling fine But inside we're crying sometimes It ain't what it seems Nothing but a dream And the faces get void And the lines get to thin And the roads become uneven So we don't know where we been And those who doubt us Will soon believe We are never supposed to win Or even to achieve

So the sea has gone to take me Maybe now I'd fell it fall I tell myself I won't get astray I believe it's gon' be hard So I look across the main Pick a point far out of sight Over me comes the rain And I be gone But then at night I'm looking for ways over water I'm looking for ways to go I'm looking for ways over water I'm looking for ways back home I'm looking for ways over water I'm looking for ways to go I'm looking for ways over water I'm looking for ways back home I ain't afraid of leaving And all those things I left behind Most of them ain't meant to last None of them ain't even mine Too tired of marking time Giving too much away Not a single dime is left So I'm calling better days I'm looking for ways over water I'm looking for ways to go I'm looking for ways over water I'm looking for ways back home I'm looking for ways over water I'm looking for ways to go I'm looking for ways over water I'm looking for ways back home I'm looking for ways over water I'm looking for ways to go I'm looking for ways over water I'm looking for ways back home I'm looking for ways over water I'm looking for ways to go I'm looking for ways over water I'm looking for ways back home

We'll be facing the sun Waiting for these things to come We're smiling high Watching the good things passing by Pretend to feeling fine But inside we're crying sometimes It ain't what it seems Nothing but a dream And the faces get void And the lines get to thin And the roads become uneven So we don't know where we been And those who doubt us Will soon believe We are never supposed to win Or even to achieve We'll be facing the sun Waiting for these things to come We're smiling high Watching the good things passing by Pretend to feeling fine But inside we're crying sometimes It ain't what it seems Nothing but a dream And the faces get void And the lines get to thin And the roads become uneven So we don't know where we been And those who doubt us Will soon believe We are never supposed to win Or even to achieve