Too many people follow too many minds. And we don't cling together if there's nothing to find. Everybody stand alone in the line. Sometimes I hope when I look up to the sky. There's a picture I see but it's not come through. My eyes. As if a vision and blindness would have become allies. I can see a foreign rainbow. Of a land behind this sun. There's a world whereto the winds blow. In our mind In our soul in our want. We are so often helpless but we all seem to find. Hope and courage by something odd. And strong in our mind. I know this magic that we all have inside. I know this is magic that we all have inside. I can see a foreign rainbow. Of a land behind this sun. There's a world whereto the winds blow. In our mind in our soul in our want. I can see a foreign rainbow. Somewhere behind the skies. A world whereto the winds blow. In our mind in our soul there it lies. Built on dreams blameless and callow. Somewhere behind the sky. We can see that foreign rainbow. In our mind in our soul there it lies