Sometimes I wish I could find the wizard
That cast a spell on my poor mother
In the night while she was asleep

And I know that I have been covered in smoke
Just to fix what was wrong with my body
And those lungs that I had are the same lungs that I keep
If there's a light out at the top of the mountain
We'll all have to learn how to clim
If there is some thing that is buried beneath
We shall all have to learn how to dig
And blinded by the glow of the great shining rock,
The children will cover their eyes
We shall all build our homes out of these
To stand through the wind
To love for longer

Somewhere in time,
A child is convinced
That his little fingers
And the space between them
Are rays from the sun
Therefore, everyone,
To fight off the night
To love for longer