Brian May

Born in the time of the changes
Where are you going
How will you fly
Is it for love or freedom all your days have been
Waiting for life to catch you
Watching and waiting and seeking a sign
In the wilderness
Each of us learns while we're sleeping
Sleeping we know
Waking it goes
Fashion a dream of heaven
Hold it close again
Only the Queen of Heaven
Watches us grow, hearing us cry
Wondering and searching and losing our way
In the mire
In the wilderness
Wilderness child, you've got to hold on