I like to wonder sometimes
If we're all asleep
And sharing one dream
I always thought that
Things aren't quite
Just what they seem
Will you wake up when you wander again
Will you find Truth in the ones you call friends
Sit down and clear you mind under the tree
Open your eyes and you will start to see
We are but rivers
That flow on through time
And never sit still
We are but the wind
Which blows over seas
And through the hills
Will you wake up when you wander again
Will you find Truth in the ones you call friends
Sit down and clear you mind under the tree
Open your eyes and you will start to see