Tác giả : Barclay James Harvest, The
Người đăng : administrator, 14 năm trước
Lost generations out of place 
Hidden from our eyes 
Your beauty, your grace 
Lovely visions from before our birth 
And the pictures say origin earth 
I never lost my heart to anyone 
But i lost my heart today 
And now your secret's ours 
We've got to try 
Somehow we must find a way 
 
Dreams, fields of green and blue, blue sky 
Rivers of gold and mountains so high 
Visions haunt now like an ancient curse 
And the pictures say origin earth 
 
I never lost my heart to anyone 
But i lost my heart today 
And now your secret's ours 
We've got to try 
Look for the sun star, no matter how far 
Somehow, we'll find a way 
Somehow, we'll find a way 
Somehow, we'll find a way 
To go home 
 
Star bright, your light 
Guiding us back to a new tomorrow 
Star bright, your light 
Bringing us peace and an end to sorrow