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 impartiallyThere 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 sun

I was born to love this green and pleasant land

Which way should I turn?

'Cos 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 now

You and I think, think we rule now

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?

'Cos 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 now

You and I think, think we rule now

You and I, born as fools now

You and I think, think we rule now

And I seem to fall towards burning