music and lyrics: Roine Stolt

Don´t believe in matter, so please don´t fence me in
Do believe in freedom, you´ve seen the shape
I´m in ,
never mind the limits, the values gone astray [bad word] upon the only thing, that matter today...

It´s [bad word]  the church of your heart
will ring out the wonder of the moment
spirit of the ages
all, of your colourful dreams
we saw them materialize, and, one by one
we turn the pages

We do believe in wonder, we do believe it´s right
stars will be our blanket, the moon supply the light
gracefully I watch [bad word] down like waterfalls
all ancient souls, universal [bad word] [bad word]  Open doors....!

Believe, in the church of heart
and every step you´ll take is magic
you´ll stand up to the heart [bad word]  be [bad word] to your heart
and [bad word] the looking glass of wonder
the universe, now at your feet....

Belief, will go all the way, build us a home, a heart out of clay [bad word]  the sharp interplay, and no man shall dare, to stand in our way
it´s [bad word]  the church of your heart....