Every stone that is thrown may frighten me

But not one of them has knocked me over yet

Behind walls and trees, I hide and creep

It is so right and wrong I just can't believe

Will I wake up soon?

Twilight, quiet streams and still lakes

Become magical and I am alone

The conversation now never runs out of breath

There are no arguments and love is never tested

Will I wake up soon?

The touch of moss, so early in the morning

Go shut your eyes and see those gorgeous mountain tops

Beauty is before me, all around me

They will never take these treasured moments away from me

Will I wake up soon?

Will I start to believe?

They do not frighten me

Will I wake up soon?