There is a box in a box in a box in my head

And this box contains all the memories we share

It is invisible for everyone but it is there

Locked away in a dusty attic

Why should I care

So far I was running away everytime I seemed to land

So after all I carry a lot of these boxes around

Well you have to pass life on your way to perfection

I like the lines on my face and at least I am still standing

But what is next I am still thirsty

I am growing old and it's way too early

What is next now that I grounded

Can't anybody show me the next move

I finally dare to hope for some peace and quiet

I found the one that makes it all feel right

I picked the loyal friends said good-bye to the others

I love my job and my home

Why look for more

But what is next I am still thirsty

I am growing old and it's way to early

What is next now that I am grounded

Can't anybody show me the next move

Oh don't worry be happy

That something I was always scared of

I don't wanna be unreflected and dull

And linger in comfort zone

Well I am still hoping and waiting for the unexpected

And I know it not gonna find me when I sitting at home

So what is next I am still thirsty

I am growing old and it's way to early

What is next now that I am grounded

Can't anybody show me the next move