All I have to do is glide over the ocean
All I have to do is glide over the sea

Petals falling to the earth
Flowers opening to the sky
Tears falling to the earth
Hearts opening as I die

I'm coming home, coming home
Eiya! Eiya!
I'm coming home, coming home

And there's a beautiful bird flying in the sky
The spirit of freedom spirit of light
Beautiful bird fly through the sky
On the wings of eternal love