White wings, should I follow the Northlights?
Even if they sear me in their immensity
Tell me if I can own them
Say they are so mine
Only I can see them,
Lie to me,
That everything I've been is nothing
It's gone with the wind
Will life now guide me
Through the ice and stones?
Please tell me where to go
Conceited, you're facing devil
Unaware it was your own shade
Conceited, you're facing the devil
Now my mind is imprisoned and vagabond
Nothing will be changed from my secret past
I'm the trail left behind by an old ship
The woods of the trees have seen,
That I'm just a voice to warn you
That the only way to wander without being lost,
Is to follow the lights.
Or fading away
Rising high like a titan of lights
It's gone with the wind
Will life now guide me
Through the ice and stones?
Please tell me where to go
It's gone with the wind
Will life now guide me
Through the ice and stones?
Please tell me where to go
