Deep inside the forest there's a door into another land, here is our life and home.
We are staying here forever in the beauty of this place all along, we keep on hoping...
Maybe, there's a world where we don't have to run, and maybe, there's a time we'll call our own, living free in harmony and majesty, take me home, take me home.
Walking through a land where every living thing is beautiful. Why does it have to end?
We are calling all so sadly on the whispers of the wind as we send a dying message.
Maybe, there's a world where we don't have to run, and maybe, there's a time we'll call our own, living free in harmony and majesty, take me home, take me home.