��People hand in hand, have I lived to see the milk in early land?��Where hate's a dream in love forever stands, or is this a vision in my mind?���The law was never passed, but somehow all men feel they're truly free at last��Have we really gone this far through space and time, or is this a vision in my mind?���I'm not one to make beliefs, I know that leaves are green��They only turn to brown when autumn comes around��I know just what I say, today's not yesterday��And all things have an ending��But what I'd like to know��Is a good place like this exists so beautiful?��Or do we have to find our wings and fly away to the vision in our minds?����I'm not one to make beliefs, I know that leaves are green��They only change to brown when autumn comes around��I know just what I say, today's not yesterday��And all things have an ending��But what I'd like to know��Is a good place like this exists so beautiful?��Or do we have to find our wings and fly away to the vision in our minds?���