When I was a child I heard music and I knew that it was coming from me too Now everywhere I go I hear some kind of music I don't know where it's coming from, do you?
And I used to sit by the dim radio window waiting for the magic hour to start You can take the heart out of my country You can't take the country out of my heart
Well there comes a time when we all have to travel some to look for home and some to hide There was a war at home and a war across the ocean Families were split from the inside
And we stood there holding hands, signs and candles but soon enough our hands all had to part You can take the heart out of this country but you can't take the country out of your heart
Well, it's more than cities, fields and mountains more than a place to view the farmer man (??) and everyday I want to thank all the angels that it's more than its congress and its president
And I long to hear the music of its choir when everyone shall stand and sing their part And we can keep the heart in our country and we can keep the country in our heart
And we can keep the country in our heartTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
