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)