Everybody’s talking at me. I don’t hear a word they’re saying, Only the echoes of my mind.

People stopping staring, I can't see their faces Only the shadows of their eyes

I`m going where the sun keeps shining Thru´ the pouring rain

Going where the weather suits my clothes Bancking off from the North East wind

Sailing on summer breeze and skipping over the ocean like a stone

A “la, la,

A “la, la,

I’m going where the sun keeps shining Through the pouring rain,

Going where the weather suits my clothes, Banking off of the northeast wind,

Sailing on summer breeze And skipping over the ocean like a stone.