It´s the waterfall falling
it´s the cross on the hill
it´s the fork on the crossroads
it´s the freedom I feel
and it´s tearing my heart
if i must leave again
it´s the beauty of nature unseen
it is endlessly green
i feel a little bit closer

it´s the air that I´m breathing
it´s the spirit of life
and the snowfields I´m crossing
it´s the power alive
it´s the tinge of the forest
the moss under feet
it´s the rocks that I´m climbing
the pounding heartbeat
and if the sky is the limit
i would walk on and on
the power within me
the miles i have gone

feel me
you are so far out of reach
where my heart flies free and I feel
the power, the spirit to heal
from that day forth
i am entranced by you
you are so far, far away I feel you

I have seen their faces
I have seen in their eyes
all celestial places
where dream and day allies
the sky clear as if it´s drawn
bespangled in the rain
the mystic haze of next dawn
the sound of birds refrain
the present of contentment
out of plainness here
the knowledge time is just lent
a minute, hour and year
the fragile being of mankind
immensity high-flown
humility should fill our mind
don´t let our hearts turn to stone

come and
feel me
you are so far out of reach
where my heart flies free and I feel
the power, the spirit to heal
from that day forth
i am entranced by you
you are so far, far away I feel you