Sweet Foreign Lands

So young and naive A hero's life in mind No reason to grieve Leaving my old life behind - don't shed no tear The wind and the stars Will guide me on this quest I fear no scars Nor hunger, pain nor death - I don't lose faith They said: "You won't make it!" They said: "You will die!" No one thought I'd come back Yet here I am I survived I returned Now I yearn To leave again And set the sail Blaze a trail Make my way To sweet and foreign lands You wouldn't believe The things that I have seen You couldn't conceive The places I have been - beyond the sea They said: "You won't make it!" They said: "You will die!" No one thought I'd come back Yet here I am I survived I returned Now I yearn To leave again And set the sail Blaze a trail Make my way To sweet and foreign lands I survived I returned Now I yearn To leave again And set the sail Blaze a trail Make my way To sweet and foreign lands