I wanna be where the concrete can't see me
Land untouched by man
The first to bury the seeds
Sheltered by leaves like chandeliers from a ceiling
A self-made paradise
Nothing more than I need
So I'll leave this all behind
To live freely and feel life
I'm coming home
Because the forests and the mountains
Whisper to me in my sleep
Blood inside my veins is made up
Of the rivers and the streams
I hear this calling from the trees
I will never be at peace
Until it knows
I'm coming home
I'm coming home
I'm coming home