I was born and raised As an eastern girl in a western world I was told to choose To choose to be what I chose to be Speaking impartially There doesn't seem to be a place for me But when I look inside I find A place to run, to hide I was born to love A distant land and a rising star I was born to love This Green and pleasant land Which way should I turn? 'Cause I seem to fall towards burning But when I look inside I find the place To cry, to fly, to die You and I, born as fools You and I think, think we rule Now I see the world As an ancient place as a smiling face I can choose to be What I want to be if I choose to be Speaking impartially If the smile grows cold without me I know a secret place to cry, to fly, to die, to try You know, I'm burning in a flame now Now I see the world As an ancient place as a smiling face Now I see the world As a place where I can run to hide to Which way should I turn? 'Cause I seem to fall towards burning But when I look inside I find the place To try, to hide, to fly You and I, born as fools You and I think, think we rule You and I, born as fools You and I think, think we rule