. . . and then the river ends, ya leave the boat
& find you're walkin' . . the boat is floating
In your mind, although these words are talking
. . . this seems a very good place to sit & rest
A while before the chorus . .
Oh! & there's a feeling comin' to ya
Oh! & then you're smilin' like a buddha
. . . the music draws you up a valley, & across
A mountain . . . ya gather round it like yer
Gathering around a fountain . . . & when the
Music is right, ya feel the spirit lockin' . .
Oh! & there's a feelin' runnin' through ya
Oh! & yer smilin' like a buddha
There is magic in the air & it can take ya higher
Ya take a breath, ya breathe it in & then ya catch a flier
When ya wake up on the floor ya see a golden morning
Oh! from your sandal to your stupa
Oh! & yer smilin' like a buddha
Oh, while ya have the eyes
To look around
Oh, while ya have the eyes
To carry into town
Take the time to look
Take the time to look . . . around
Oh, while ya have the ears
To hear the sounds
Oh, while ya have the ears
. . just hangin' 'round
Take the time to hear
Take the time to hear . . the sounds
& then yer seein' in a light ya didn't know was glowin'
& yer walkin' in a stream ya didn't know was flowin'
Every beat of your heart open, love is formin'
Oh! & there's a feelin' runnin' through ya
Oh! & then yer smilin' like a buddha
Oh! & there's a feelin' comin' to ya
Oh! & yer smilin' like a buddha