I was traveling around Europe
Needed a little more space
Big waves of Nazaré
Crashing against my face

The waves hit me and tried to pull me out to sea
I felt the ground fall under me
Gave me all the space, I would ever need

I was traveling around Europe
To find some sense in it all
High mountains of Austria
Made me humble and small

Why is there something
Instead of nothing?
Where do we go
There must be a reason no one knows
I thought on those mountain roads

If God were a flower
Growing on a rock in the sand
I guess that I just held him in my hand
I believe
I don't understand"