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 buried 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 buried 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