The visions aren't real
Or is it really?
Are we who we think we are?
Cause I think that these abundant dreams
Mean something, the world that we created
Caught up against it all
Leave what you feel
We were meant for healing
Aren't we all here to be one?
Cause I think that if your eyes could speak
Means something The love that's recreated
Caught up against it all
The Visions aren't real (or is it really?)
Are we who we think we are (or are we really?)
We were meant for healing (or are we really?)