• Sitting alone by a tree

    Looking way out to sea

    Where the waves beat agains the shore

    And the moon is like a big round door

    Back to my reality

    But for now

    I'll lose myself in this strange paradise

    That I call my mind



    I look out over the hill

    And i see what makes my journey here a thrill

    The things that i make appear

    Things that take away the tears

    And to go back i have not the will

    Because for now

    I've lost myself in this strange paradise

    That I call my mind



    Outside this world of mine

    There is too much hatred, too much crime

    But in here there is a tranquil peace

    In here is where my troubles ceace

    I do not hear reality's calling chimes

    Because for now

    I've lost myself in this strange paradise

    That i call my mind



    But now i must go back

    To reality, which seems black

    Compared to the fields of green

    Behind this imaginary screen

    But now i must go back

    Because for now

    I'm no longer lost in this strange paradise

    Which I call my mind



    Soon I may return

    To the place where dreams don't burn

    But now I'm back

    In this reality so black

    But soon I may return

    And I'll lose myself in that strange paradise

    That I call my mind