Bed of strings

Floating Over a bed of strings I´m cool with diving But I don´t know just where I guess it´s jut this Floating Sometimes I search for my roots I have to Cause without I will keep on Search in the dark For mornings When I might need to make a new start Pencil strokes on one big world of flaws And I´ve been thinking how the time go slow Grasped by wind that plays his roles a flaws And I´ve been thinking how the time go slow I am on my side I am on my side I´m bound to you I´m bound to you I´m bound to you I am on my side I am on my side I´m bound to you I´m bound to you I´m bound to you I am on my side I am on my side I´m bound to you I´m bound to you I´m bound to you I am on my side Floating Over a bed of strings I´m cool with diving But I don´t know just where