How do I know this is part of my real life?
If there's no pain can I be sure I feel life?
And would I go back if I knew how to go back?
What good is time when you're sure of tomorrow?
Can there be joy where there has been no sorrow?
And would I go back if I knew how to go back?
Will I find there is really such a thing as peace of 
mind?
And what I thought was living was really just confusion
The chance to live forever is really no illusion
And this all can be mine
Why can't I make myself believe it?
Can I accept what I see around me?
Have I found Shangri-La or has it found me?
And would I go back if I knew how to go back?
Will I find there is really such a thing as peace of 
mind?
And what I thought was living was truly just confusion
The chance to live forever is really no illusion
And this all can be mine
Why can't I make myself believe it?