In the land of golden trees
Where the wind sings it's melodies
Lives a man on the shore
With no need for more
And he sleeps on the riverside
With his silent mind open wide
He hears what they mean
The voices of the stream
So read my reflections
And hear what they're whispering for
Take me to your river
Teach me to worry no more
Not a story that's not been told
The man keeps growing old
And he sees it all as one
In the water, in the sun
In the land of fallen leaves
Lives a man underneath the trees
And he'll take me when he goes
Wherever the water flows
So read my reflections
And hear what they're whispering for
Take me to your river
Teach me to worry no more