I was pretty young one day
And kept my only treasure tight
Right inside my secret box
Far away from cutting biting winds of madding crowd
Far away
Far away
So far away from creepy scournful eyes of scary ghosts
I was afraid
To lose everything I had
I was afraid
To lose everything I had
I was afraid

I hold them
The dreams I had
Run away
From fears I got
Into my little hideway
From changes
That hold my life

My little hideaway
My little hideaway

They keep me from falling down again
And they raise me above the crowd
I hide them since trees were tall
I dream them before it’s told
Far away
Far away
So far away from creepy scournful eyes of scary ghosts
I was afraid
That anyone would see
I was afraid
That secrets are just for me

I hold them
The dreams I had
Run away
From fears I got
Into my little hideway
From changes
That haunt my life

My little hideaway
My little hideaway