The Secret Door

Who here can tell of the future?
And who here can change the past?
The pathway of life is an unknown road
Where the river of memory flows fast

And who knows the thoughts that wander
In the mind of the newly born?
And who knows the hidden magic that lies
In the dreams of a unicorn?

Oh, find me the way at the end of the day
To walk through the secret door
Where clear waters flow wherever you go
And darkness and pain are no more