As i stand here searching for the right wordsnI know that wisdom comes from despairnAnd i realize it's harder to find your own voicenThan to follow one already in the airnnAnd as our time draws nearernI wonder just when we stopped being youngnAnd i know my greatest deeds will go unnoticednAnd our treasures were here all alongnnChild of the earth hear my confessionnPlease don't tell me that it's overduenAnd from the four corners of the universenI will make my way to younnA gentle touch known only to each othernAnd a breath that comforts like the rainnAnd a taste no other shall ever knownThat upon my tongue shall remainnnChild of the earth heal me with your whispernHold me close to your breastnDress my wounds with your innocencenI am weary let me restnnLet your rain wash over menYou know all i ever hoped to benIs half of what you are to mennSo take me from this islandnLead me to the mountains of the moonnAs long as you lead i will follownAnd the end of time will be too soonnnChild of the earth hear my confessionnPlease don't tell me that it's overduenAnd from the four corners of the universenI will make my way to younnChild of the earth heal me with your whispernCome and hold me close to your breastnDress my wounds with your innocencenI am weary let me restnI am wearynI am wearynnI will make my way to younI will make my way to younI will make my way to you