I hear a storm is moving in
And so the trees are beckoning
The breeze it whispers hope to me
So warm the light that's guiding me
Think I know the way to paradise
Taking over when the moon is bright
Every one of us has time to shine
They say that I'm a maniac
To tie my hands behind my back
The birds in song they pray with me
Of how it's been a perfect year
Think I know the way to paradise
Tall trees blowing in the quiet night
Won't surrender and we'll never die
Every one of us a chance to shine