Come ye to me, all you wandering souls
Come ye to me, those with nowhere to go
Come ye to me, with a little pixie dust
Come ye to me, Its magic or bust
I’ll give you all purpose, a reason to live
I’ll share with you magic, my gift to give
I’ll set you all free, the princes and paupers
I’ll pull out the plugs, holders and stoppers
Join in the magic, be wild, and be free
Come ye to me and be who you will be
Come taste of a freedom nobody expected
Stop feeling sorry, depressed and dejected
Come ye to me you wandering minstrels
Come join in the party of glittering tinsels
All of you out there, with nothing to do
Come ye to me, I live within you!
I’m all that you are, and will ever be
hidden inside you, that voice, it is me
Come to me now of your own decision
Come and join in my most holy mission
To share in the in the wond’res joy to be found
when all of you souls stop your wand’ring around
I live deep inside you, nestled in your heart
I come out in your words, music and art
I live through your verse, poetry and prose
I see things inside you nobody knows
Set me loose on the world and surely you’ll see
deep down inside you, waiting, is me