You've always liked the stories That people like you have told They send you to a place A place all dark and cold In a world that's deaf to the music Aou hear when you're alone All the song you're singing Will remain unknown And all the voices calling you from the far Was only the wind that has blown Just to become the one who you are One day you may end up all alone Too much information Makes a young man old So why are you still searching For the buried gold Always becoming And never be Don't you think its time To change your philosophy And all the voices calling you from the far Was only the wind that has blown Just to become the one who you are One day you may end up all alone And no one has ever seen The beauty of the things that you've found there And no one will ever know How it feels to have a treasure That you can't share Deeper into the forest For years you've lost the trail But you still think you'll find it The long forgotton tale The traces of the old world Are still there to be found But you've never seen your old marks You never turned around And all the voices calling you from the far Was only the wind that has blown Just to become the one who you are One day you may end up all alone You end up all alone You end up all alone You end up all alone You end up all alone All alone, all alone, all alone Just to become the one who you are One day you may end up all alone