Strolling Along - Ola & The Janglers

Strolling along among the big, big trees of this curious land

I have a stick in my hand

And in my mind I carry you

I need no water supply, I stay alive by this sensational mood

And I carry no food

To me a meal and drink is you

It’s getting darker outside

But who am I to be afraid of such means

I carry you in my dreams

You’re my guiding star that gleans

Rain that falls down

And shapes of trees around

I laugh it away with a shake on my shoulders

It’s colder now

And there’s a mountain so high

And there’s a cliff that reminds me of your face

Rain that falls down

And shapes of trees around

I laugh it away with a shake on my shoulders

It’s colder now

And there’s a mountain so high

And there’s a cliff that reminds me of your face

Strolling along among the big, big trees of this curious land

I have a stick in my hand

And in my mind I carry you

And in my mind I carry you