What I see before my eyes is a man that'll never be Wandering the freedom trail, don't let this man be me Wipe the dust from bloodstained skin but failing to stand tall Sit and watch the wise roll by, please save a wicked soul
Searching high and low 'cause my spirit is moaning I'm on my way to higher ground All I need to know is where the water is flowing Before the well inside of me is running dry
There is so much left to say no time for dying down I n this muddy waterhole one sip could make me drown Gimme strenght to carry on to waters rushing free Lay me out on fertile ground, somewhere I can be me
If there's water flowing Fill me 'cause I'm running dryTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
