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 impartially
there 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 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