Windowless room, number 39 Holds an honest man with a thirsty mind But there are no rivers inside these walls So he sings
Roaring brooks and cherry trees This is the place my heart longs to be The blossoms in the water are calling me
His glossy shoes only hold him down They were never meant to cover ground So he slips them off and frees his soul Then he goes to
Roaring brooks and cherry trees This is the place my heart longs to be The blossoms in the water are calling me
Remember a mountaintop has no roof And a home in the wild needs no window Leave your cage, break your chains Roar your name and sing
Roaring brooks and cherry trees This is the place my heart longs to be The blossoms in the water are calling me
Roaring brooks and cherry trees This is the place my heart longs to be The blossoms in the water are calling meTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
