Standing on a hill at night
Darkness all around
Only stars and moon above me.
Wind whispers in the trees.
Voices are sailing thru the air
Voices of a long forgotten world.
Is it a dream or reality?
It's hard to say.
Following the voices
Down to the ocean shore.
Somehow knowing they're calling for me
Calling me back to the place where my heart belongs
Where beloved friends are still waiting for me.
And I'm answering the call,
Begging to the voices to become louder and clearer.
Light flashes over the deep dark sea.
And like a vision I can see
Gondor – Aragorn
Rivendell – Elrond
The Shire – Frodo
Mirkwood – Legolas ...
So close and yet so far
Until it all fading in the first light of day.
Standing on the shore each night
With tears in my eyes and pain in my heart
Always it's the same.
But hope never dies.
One time the voices will be strong enough
To carry me away from here
And take me home forevermore.
There and never back again ...