I feel the wind in my hair,
and it's whispering, telling me things,
of the storm that is gathering near
full of power I'm spreading my wings

Now I'm leaving my worries behind
Feel the freedom of body and mind
I have started my journey, I'm drifting away with the wind
I go

I am Hunting High and Low
diving from the sky above
looking for, more and more, once again
Iґm Hunting High and Low
Sometimes I may win sometimes I'll lose
It's just a game that I play

After the storm thereґs a calm
through the clouds shines a ray of the sun
I am carried from all of my harm
there is no-one that I can't outrun