Where does grow that tree
That bears with pride
Its strong branches and the golden leaves?
Where does grow that tree
Whom leaves are reflecting
The luster of a faraway night's stars?
I am waiting for you there
Where does grow that tree
That has white birds on its branches
Singing sad songs?
Where does grow that tree
That has the most beautiful flowers under it
Crying morning dew?
I am waiting for you there
There my soul is sleeping
I am waiting for you there
Forever, so you would wake me up
Where is the land
That has unicorn grazing on its meadows
Being scared at a wanderer?
If it doesn't exist
And either does the golden tree
The reality is only bruising me with its wheels
I was waiting there for you
My soul was sleeping there
I was waiting there for you
Forever
I was waiting here for you
My soul were sleeping here
I was waiting here for you
Forever, so you would wake me up