In from the oceans they came
 Vision of shirt and a name
 But these lands they are wild
 And these hands they are tame

 Don't forget your own
 Wilderness wish; it gets burried in snow
 Call it home
 It's lumber and stone

 Stranded and free
 This is not like home
 This is not like home
 And you feel alone
 In a world that's not your own
 Not at all, Not at all
 Not at all, Not at all
 Not at all, Not at all

 Awake at the break of the day
 It's working, it brings in the pay
 There's a lonely dirt road
 Leading back through the trees
 There's a wagon that takes them away

 Don't forget your own
 Wilderness wish; it gets burried in snow
 Call it home
 It's lumber and stone

 Stranded and free
 This is not like home
 This is not like home
 This is not like home
 This is not like home