I want to raise my glass and celebrate, but I am still leaping. I want to touch the ground, or smile as I soar past the stars. I need an answer, but I'll just leap into faith. Fate. Opportunity. My head is buzzing from the weekend of promises and dreams. I need some NZ on air. 

I don't know the way to go to make it to the other side

move on move on move on move on

see get get get get get get your money 

move on move on move on move on 

and I'm gonna raise my glass.