The Wanderer (Acoustic Version) - Elvenking
A slight call afar is tempting me
Like a whisper sweet or an awful scream
I cannot ignore what I've always been
I am leaving again
One last time
Laid on the pale scythe of the moon
I play with stars around me
The elvendom is now calling out my name
My fairy and I are wandering through times
And stories forgotten
Some old fairytales
Of wizards of oz
Of lost keys and gardens
Hiding secret doors that lead to a dream
For those who believe
There's always a door to get in
A slight call afar is tempting me
Like a whisper sweet or an awful scream
I cannot ignore what I've always been
I am leaving again
One last time
In my little kingdom I can be what I really
Wanted to be
The wanderer
I'm hearing scratches at my door
Somebody wants me again
Some little creatures will be my fellows
My demon and I are playing
Some wicked games I should not play
Not fair to be played
Don't tell anyone the place where I'm going
'Cause they won't believe
This time I don't know
If I'll ever return
Say goodbye for me to my home
A slight call afar is tempting me
Like a whisper sweet or an awful scream
I cannot ignore what I've always been
I am leaving again
One last time
In my little kingdom
I can be what I really
Wanted to be
The wanderer
A slight call afar is tempting me
Like a whisper sweet or an awful scream
I cannot ignore what I've always been
I am leaving again
One last time
In my little kingdom
I can be what I really
Wanted to be
The wanderer
