There is a place like in your fantasies Between the fells where the northern lights show the way There is a snowdrift and many frozen tears So many memories of the cold misery If You need me I will give my hand For Your love I will go My heart belongs to You It doesn`t have to end before I die I still keep dreaming about rest of my life with You sharing the sun light in the land of winter and ice Defined destiny or a self-made plan? How to spend my lifetime? Will I let it go down the drain? The age of man and the grass in the meadow Shining in the morning in the evening it fades away If You need me I will give my hand For Your love I will go My heart belongs to You