Taken are we like wildfires that keep burning
And the darkest of nights burn bright with golden embers
And as we light up this road we’ll always remember our way home
And the meadowland fields will grow over once again

Loving are we in our departures and wakeful dreams
And the memories fade in and back into dimensions
And as we light up this road we’ll always remember our way home
And the meadowland fields will grow over once again

All these places are changing now
All these places are changing now
All these places are changing now
All these places are changing now
All these places are changing now
All these places are changing now
All these places are changing now
All these places are changing now

And it hasn’t felt the same as we remember our way home
And the meadowland fields will grow over once again