The Wanderer (Acoustic) - 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