Fresh air is greeting me As I am feeling weak Giving me strength to carry on Wind brings a lease of life Rain is a sacrifice I've found a place where I belong
I am free walking the barrow The liberty of walking the barrow I was lost walking the barrow Now I'm found walking the barrow
This ancient burial ground Will be where the lost are found 'Twill be a great sanctuary for me Inside a work is done A spiritual battle won The eyes of my heart are longing to see
On bended knee, I asked her to marry me Here dead are laid, but not their final resting place I am found, wandering around Wandering free, this is my libertyTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
