I came from the land of gold
A place few people know
Over there, the wind gently blows
And the clarity warms up my soul
Shades of the morning sun
Color everything around
The sound and the fury of nature
Make us silly and small
I came from the land of gold
A place few people know
Over there, the wind gently blows
And the clarity warms up my soul
Shades of the morning sun
Color everything around
The sound and the fury of nature
Make us silly and small