When I was young, I used to wander far away,
And in my mind and in my heart,
I would travel day-to-day,
Never once looking over my shoulder,
Never caring what anyone else can say...

Don't wonder why I wander,
I don't think I even know myself,
I guess it just gives me time to ponder,
About a life beyond common sense.

They say that everything we see,
Came from someone's dream,
And though you may not...