Paul McCartney — Travelling Light

I ride on the white wind high over the sand I follow the bluebird, I follow the wise I glide on the green leaf not asking for more I follow the white wind, I glide on the green leaf I swim in the blue sea, I walk on the sand I fly through the blue sky to wherever you land I ride on the white wind to a far away shore I follow the bluebird to wherever she lands I'll be traveling tonight, oh, across the sea Where she waits, she waits for me Across the broken sea From the sea, from the sea Oh yes, from across the endless sea I'll be traveling tonight