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