I was born and raised as an eastern girl in a western world
I was told to choose, to choose to be what I chose to be
Speaking impartiallyThere doesn′t seem to be a place for me
But when I look inside I find a place to run, to hide
I was born to love a distant land and a rising sun
I was born to love this green and pleasant land
Which way should I turn?
'Cos I seem to fall towards burning
But when I look inside I find the place to cry, to fly, to die
You and I, born as fools now
You and I think, think we rule now
Now I see the world as an ancient place, as a smiling face
I can choose to be what I want to be if I choose to be
Speaking impartially
If the smile grows cold without me
I know a secret place to cry, to fly, to die, to try
You know I′m burning in a flame now
Now I see the world as an ancient place, as a smiling face
Now I see the world as a place where I can run to, hide to
Which way should I turn?
'Cos I seem to fall towards burning
But when I look inside I find the place to try, to hide, to fly
You and I, born as fools now
You and I think, think we rule now
You and I, born as fools now
You and I think, think we rule now
And I seem to fall towards burning
