Don't leave me here to cast through time,
Without a map or road sign.
Don't leave me here my guiding light,
'Cause I, I wouldn't know where to begin.
I asked the Kings of Medicine.
Well, if it's not real
You can't hold it in your hands
You can't feel it with your heart
And I won't believe it
But if it's true
You can see it with your eyes
Even in the dark
And that's where I want to be