I may thee heere
But I shal nat
Som seek meschief
Others seek it nat
Ther is a thousend raisuns
I sholde gon aboute my day
And ignore thy whispers
Which I liste wolde go away
Oh oh
Oh oh
Thou art nat a stevene
Thou art juste a ringing in mine ere
And if I herde thee (Soothly I here not)
I belonge to another, I feer
Everichon I e'er lovede
Is her withinne thes walls
I am sory, secrette sirene
But I am bloking out thy clepe
I have hadde my aventure, I nede noght moore
I am affrayed of what I am risquing
If I heele thee
Into unknowe lands
Into unknowe lands
Into unknowe lands
What willst thou?
For I myghte nat slepe
Art thou her to offlead me
So I make a grete mistake?
Or art thou a lede out there
Who be a litel bite lyk me
Who woot deep doune
I am nat where I oughte to be?
Everyday is a litel harder
As I fele my poer growe
Woost thou nat there is a dele of me
That yietneth to go
Into unknowe lands
Into unknowe lands
Into unknowe lands
Oh oh oh,
Where art thou?
kennst thou me?
Mayst thou fele me?
Mayst thou schewen me?
Oh oh oh oh
Oh oh oh oh
Oh oh oh oh
Oh oh oh oh
Oh oh oh oh
Oh oh oh oh
Whider goest thou
Leve me not allone
how heele I thee
Into unknowe lands