White wings, should I follow the Northlights? Even if they sear me in their immensity Tell me if I can own them Say they are so mine Only I can see them, Lie to me, That everything I've been is nothing It's gone with the wind Will life now guide me Through the ice and stones? Please tell me where to go Conceited, you're facing devil Unaware it was your own shade Conceited, you're facing the devil Now my mind is imprisoned and vagabond Nothing will be changed from my secret past I'm the trail left behind by an old ship The woods of the trees have seen, That I'm just a voice to warn you That the only way to wander without being lost, Is to follow the lights. Or fading away Rising high like a titan of lights It's gone with the wind Will life now guide me Through the ice and stones? Please tell me where to go It's gone with the wind Will life now guide me Through the ice and stones? Please tell me where to go