we're on the great migration;
i can feel the westward move.
there's a quiver in the grasslands,
there's a thundering of hooves.

for all the time it's taken,
for all the nights we've cried,
we're on the great migration,
gonna leave it all behind.

and all these thoughts and all these dreams
running wild, alive in me

on our serengeti.

we can open up our big sky
and ride the masai lands.
we can strip away the ways we were
in the acacia and the sand.

cause the rains are gonna fall now,
quench our longing and our thirst,
and the lionheart that left us
gonna bring us back to earth.

and all these thoughts and all these dreams
running wild, alive in me

on our serengeti,
our serengeti,
on our serengeti.

well change has such a darkness
when you don't know it's what you need,
and now we're in the open plains,
i feel like i can see.

cause the birds are gonna fly now,
wildebeests are gonna run.
we're on the great migration,
leaving shadows with the sun.

and all these thoughts and all these dreams
running wild, alive in me -

yeah, all, all these thoughts and all these dreams
running wild, alive in me

on our serengeti,
on our serengeti,
our serengeti,
our.