Sweet wind, let me go
So high above, drift down slow
So far, so good
Riding on a solar wind
No one will remember me
High upon a starry sea
Slip away to Antares
Hey, how are you? Miss you too
I've always been a bore
I've always wanted more of
The best of, most of
Riding on a solar wind
No one will remember me
High upon a starry sea
Drift away to Antares
Where do all the people go
In their homes far below?
The windows of our weary world
Hurry up before it's gone
You take too long