Silently gazing from the window My mind detached from space and time There is a secret only I know A place where the city lights don't shine Why don't you come up here with me? Let Aphrodite take you by the hand And we can tell the future how it should be When we set sail for Alexander's land A stranger in the garden 'neath a full moon in the sky This is the Old God's country You can bring me here to die It's a thinking man's Valhalla A long weekend in paradise Package tour to Eden My spirit yearns for freedom So leave your troubles far behind you Take care not to pack them in your case Your jaded spirits lifted, your body born anew The minute golden sunlight hits your face I'll fly as high as any eagle Watch me now I soar above the sand I get the strangest sense of deja-vu When I set foot on Alexander's land A stranger in the garden 'neath a full moon in the sky This is the Old God's country You can bring me here to die It's a thinking man's Valhalla A long weekend in paradise Package tour to Eden My spirit yearns for freedom I'm a stranger in the garden... Is it reality? Is it a dream? Strangely intangible Somewhere between Frankly absurd and naively serene My search goes on...