Far away
Past the snowed in hills
Legend spoke of a tree
With blossoms white
Kings and queens
Had commanded it found
But all their power
And kingdoms fell down
A story's length ago
A boy from nowhere
With shiny eyes
And a heart of gold
He was the boy
Of the prophecy told
To find the tree
Of the life of old
Find me the tree young man
To take me to the ancient lands
To navigate the ticking sands
Where the beauty of the world began
And find me the day young man
When I was you and I was strong
Built of stones and stories told
Of the man that I'd become
Caught inside their minds
Locked in the tides of change
A beautiful sight
A timeless scene
Caught between
A little fire and flood
Legend springs
From boyhood dreams
Find me the tree young man
To take me to the ancient lands
To navigate the ticking sands
Where the beauty of the world began
And find me the day young man
When I was you and I was strong
Built of stones and stories told
Of the man that I'd become
Find me the tree young man
To take me to the ancient lands
To navigate the ticking sands
Where the beauty of the world began
And find me the day young man
When I was you and I was strong
Built of stones and stories told
Of the man that I'd become