Wikka Woman

There is a calling on the wind and in the leaves
You can be free, you can be truly free
You can be in euphoria in the hum and the pulse
You can be in paradise with all of us

The voice of the nymphs is upon the breeze There is the song of the dryads in the trees
We hear the calling of the ancient days
The song of the forest, the forgotten ways

Let the whole of the world now see
Behold the Wikka Woman
Let the whole of the world now see
Behold the Wikka Woman

There are always the stars above
And there is always the burning sun
And we are ever both lost and found
We are both spirit, and nature bound

Let the whole of the world now see
Behold the Wikka Woman
Let the whole of the world now see
Behold the Wikka Woman