Sweet voices calling wild Echoing around this child
Sweet babe, I'll be joining you But when my story's over
Do-do-do, do-da-do-do-do Do-do-do-do-do-do-do-do-do-da-day
Small secrets in the wind
Blowing till the end begins
Oh, my children, stand by me Till my story's over
Do-do-do, do-da-do-do-do Do-do-do-do-do-do-do-do-da-day
If I were you
And you were me
Those voices, they would cease to be
They won't be free to torment me again
But in my bed again last night
Those voices spoke of wrong and right
They spoke of God
They spoke of weakness
And of light
They spoke of weakness
And of might
They spoke of people in the snow
And distant places long ago
They spoke of fire and hole in vain
Of help and juven's worth en leave in vain
Na-na-na-na-na!

Na-na-na-na, na-na-na-na Na-na-na-na, na-na-na-na
Na-na-na-na, na-na-na-na Na-na-na-na, na-na-na-na
Sweet voices calling wild Echoing around this child
Sweet babe, I'll be joining you When my story's over
If I were you and you were me Those voices they would cease to be
They won't be free to torment me
But in my bed again last night Those voices spoke of wrong and right
They spoke of darkness and of light They spoke of weakness and of light
They spoke of people in the snow And distant places long ago
They spoke of fire and falling plants Of health and wealth and death and wing
They spoke of people in the snow And distant places long ago
They spoke of fire and falling plants Of health and wealth and death and wing
Na-na-na-na, na-na-na-na-na Na-na-na-na-na, na-na-na-na-na
Na-na-na-na, na-na-na-na-na Na-na-na-na, na-na-na-na-na
Na-na-na-na, na-na-na-na-na Na-na-na-na, na-na-na-na-na