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?