Open day like an open page
Waiting for you to fill it up, fill it up
Don't skip the book
Just to take a look

Reach out, stretch up
Grab a note blowing on the wind
Pull it down make a sound
Who knows it may follow you

Follow you, follow you, follow you
Hey, hey oh, hey oh
It may follow you
Hey, hey oh, hey oh
It may follow you

Spirit, spirit on the line
I'm anchored to you by a silver line
Flying high, flying high
For all time

Reach out, stretch up
Grab a note blowing on the wind
Pull it down, make a sound
Who knows it may follow you

Follow you, follow you, follow you
Hey, hey oh, hey oh
It may follow you
Hey, hey oh, hey oh
It may follow you

Follow you down
Without a sound
You won't hear a noise
Till you hit the ground

Hey, hey oh, hey oh
It may follow you