by Derek Ward

There's a road that climbs to the top of a hill and leads to the other side

It ends where I know that time stands sill, and is a wonderfull place to hide

There's a road that crosses the wide open sea, to a land wherte wishes come true

An Island of dreams, or thats how it seems, to me and maybe to you

There's a road that climbs right through the sky, into space and far past the moon.

It ends at a place where we go when we die, so please don't you go there too soon

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