Salty water The ocean in my blood Dirt on my face Thickening to mud
The forest needs water To grow and to thrive In a world of drought The strong will survive
I had to be torn limb from limb Thrown to the ocean learned to swim Slowly my fins grew into wings Now up in the sky this bluebird sings
All my tears Somehow become the rain Black clouds filled with sorrow Can make us whole again
I had to be torn limb from limb Thrown to the ocean learned to swim Slowly my fins grew into wings Now up in the sky this bluebird singsTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.