I'll sing to the mountains
And I'll sing to the sea,
And I'll sing to the winds
And the adventure in me,

I'll sing to the clouds,
And I'll sing to the sky,
I'll sing to the sun,
When it shines too bright

I'm wandering, searching,
for knowledge, profound
From whence I came,
Were the foolish grounds,

So I sing, and I play,
And wander, far and wide
Gradually opening
The Mystic Eye