i know we ve been wandering to long and to far but behind those hills they are the ones who are dancing blessed by the star i d like to pretend i m among them could it be my longing began at one one one three i just realized how hollow i am i came here to taste a drop of your wine and maybe i ll be ready for the dance the steps are hard and our feet a weary but maybe the dance will make us fly yet still i m unable to rise to my knees the chains around my wrists are soft and warm soft and tender my longing began at one one one three i just realized how hollow i am i came here to taste a drop of your wine and maybe i ll be ready for the dance no one has ever cleared my doubt no one has ever given me the answers no one knows the dark i see and no one can see light as i no one dreams the dreams of mine no one commits my sins but me no one has ever seen but you and i know it s true i ll stand tall as a child and ask for forgiveness no more lies as i hear the voice from the hills the voice from the hills my longing began at one one one three i just realized how hollow i am i came here to taste a drop of your wine and maybe i ll be ready for the dance