My Happyland

I think I was about five or six when I chose my own Happyland;
 certain of what it would be Which way to take? I had no idea!
 So I looked for the map that could lead me there and I found it nowhere
 cuz the only brain that could trace it down was
 mine
 The journey to my Happyland
 I found the way to Home
 I went across the Channel, the Baltic Sea,
 through grey or green, on mountains, in valleys
 Guided by my passion, my energy
 and this will to see more and see and see!
 Eager to discover, hear and speak, and share, and build,
 and build and build!
 With each new taste of dream a bit of my own
 world
 The mist is fading away
 Can see what will be taken away
 from me
 The journey to my Happyland
 I found the way to Home
 And the hardest the wind blew
 The closest it took me from the land
 And the hardest the wind blew
 The furthest it took me from you (x2)
 The mist has faded away
 Can see what has been taken away
 from me
 The journey to my Happyland
 I found the way to Home