I'm thinking of a place where the dogs can run
Where it shines like gold in the evening sun
Where the locusts sing and the night doves cry
And the fields swim around when the breeze is right

And I know
That I'm gone
Cuz I tune in
When it comes on
Yes - it's so hard
To believe

I'm thinking of a place where the well ain't dry
Where the the air is sweet and the water's wide
Where the willows weep and the mantis pray
And a little bit of money goes a long, long way

And I know
That I'm gone
Cuz I tune in
When it comes on
It's hard
To believe

It's hard
To believe

I'm thinking of a place where the meek get by
And the nearest town is an hour drive
When your mind goes clear and your hands aren�t tied
Every little need gets satisfied

And I know
That I'm gone
Cuz I tune in
When it comes on
Yes - it's hard
To believe

It's hard
To believe