Reach out your arm

It was the summer of love
Reach out your arm

Touch the moon, touch the sky

It was the summer of love
Touch the moon, touch the sky
Universe about to unwind
Stand back, it will blow your mind
Face to the wind
So many questions if you care

To be free
Never seen such a powerful time
Will they find it or just excuse?
So many people on the move
Face to the wind
Young people everywhere
Flower children looking for the truth
To be free