Apollo

I got my own model to follow

Got my own ways to go

A journey on Apollo

Searching for a place for my own

I'm running in circles

And in the end I'm still the same

Cause after all nothing has changed

I'm an optimist

Although I'm cynical

I got my head full of ideas, but I'm listless

Maybe that's typical

I got my own pills to swallow

Life's hard to cope with, I know

I need to orbit to grow

Take me far away, Apollo

Count down from ten, I lift off

Floating through space for so long

I wanna live, wanna let go

Searching for a place to call my home

I'm running in circles

And in the end I'm still the same

'Cause after all nothing has changed

Over and over again

I'm an optimist

Although I'm cynical

I got my head full of ideas, but I'm listless

Maybe that's typical

When you're an optimist

Then you're quite cynical

You got you're head full of ideas, but you're listless

Maybe that's typical

I got my own model to follow

Got my own ways to go

A journey on Apollo

Searching for a place for my own

(In the end I'm listless)