Over the mountains, I see the open sky
Pulling me in, pulling me in over the hills (Yeah)
It seems like visions of kings and prince's castles made of
Clouds and rain, how do I stand still? (Whoa-oh)
So many visions, I have one voice

So where do I fit in?
And how do I get home from here?
Have I lost my way in the sky so gray?
So where do I fit in?
And how do I get home from here?
Have I lost my way in the sky so gray?
Are you my beacon leading home?

Swimming the oceans, I feel the rising tide
Pulling me in, pulling me in over the waves, yeah
Looking for answers inside a grain of sand
Washing away, washing away, clearing my mind (Whoa-oh)
So many visions, I have one voice

So where do I fit in?
And how do I get home from here?
Have I lost my way in the sky so gray?
So where do I fit in?
And how do I get home from here?
Have I lost my way in the sky so gray?

I raise my hand, I raise my voice
To anyone who ever follows dreams
I took a stand, I made a choice
To take the road less traveled in-between
So hold on tight, this crazy ride

So where do I fit in?
And how do I get home from here?
Have I lost my way in the sky so gray?
So where do I fit in?
And how do I get home from here?
Have I lost my way in the sky so gray?
Are you my beacon leading home?
Are you my beacon leading home?