Оригинален текст
It's a long, long search
For a place called home
A long, long journey
With endless roads
With temples full
Of beauty and grace
And deep holes
That lead to space
The beauty of it all
The beauty of it all
The beauty of it all
Is that you can't find home
And hours seem to
Go too slow
But ours, they seem to
Run along
The beauty of it all
The beauty of it all
The beauty of it all
Is that you can't find home