In from the oceans they came Vision of shirt and a name But these lands they are wild And these hands they are tame
Don't forget your own Wilderness wish; it gets buried in snow Call it home It's lumber and stone
Stranded and free This is not like home This is not like home And you feel alone In a world that's not your own
Not at all, Not at all Not at all, Not at all Not at all, Not at all
Awake at the break of the day It's working, it brings in the pay There's a lonely dirt road Leading back through the trees There's a wagon that takes them away
Don't forget your own Wilderness wish; it gets buried in snow Call it home It's lumber and stone
Stranded and free This is not like home This is not like home This is not like home This is not like homeTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
