In solitude i keep asking myself
What i want, what i try to see
And in a dream, i had a vision of the place
A place so secure no one can be unsure

A place where my aspirations rest
A place of love, a place of happiness
Then i traveled far and wide
In search of that wonderful place

But i never found it, where could that place be?
So i rested, and again asked myself
Where could that place be?
A place where i can be myself.

And i feel the tender cares of the breeze
Telling me it is in you,Stop the search
I decided to look around me
Asking myself where is it?

Then in a sudden flash of enlightenment
We finally found it
The place is we
We are home from a long search.

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