A distant call from deep inside,
we follow the whispers we cannot hide.
The journey's end is where we start,
in the place we left up beating hard.
The waves are calling us once more
through hidden paths to distant shores.
A silent pull,
a quiet sound,
in whispers we are finally found.
Oh, oh, oh.
Oh,
rivers roar,
a waterfall,
in orchard trees we hear the call,
but still we stand afraid to choose
the path we've known we may yet lose.
The waves are calling us once more
through hidden paths to distant shores.
A silent pull,
a quiet sound, in whispers we are finally found.
Oh,
oh, oh.
Oh, rivers roar, a waterfall,
in orchard trees we hear the call,
but still
we stand afraid to choose the path we've known we may yet lose.