Sometimes I ask myself where I belong
Whether I'm right or wrong
To feel such love for something from so long ago and Miles away
Here and stare
Sometimes I tell myself my place is there
That my music comes from where
My ears have longed to go but my eyes and my feet
won't let me be
Still I'm going to sing
Gonna pack all my cares and woe… The sun, the Moon….
The moon is the same moon above you…
Someday my Prince will come…
se voçe dizer…
Phoney rappers, they do not write…
I want a rimshot hey…
And so I will follow where the roads lead to
Shoobidoobidoobidooo
Loose heritage is what I stick to
Hope you think it my way too
Hope you think it my way too
Looking for a way
Out of this confusion
I'm looking for a sign
Carry me home
Let me lay down by a stream
And let me be miles from everything Rivers of my Fathers
Can you carry me home
Rub your soul against the concrete And the concrete is my smile
Got to change my way of living
Got to change my style
Let me lay down by a stream Miles from everything
Rivers of my fathers
Could you carry me home
Carry me home
Rivers of my fathers
Can you carry me home
Carry me home
Rub your soul against the concrete
And the concrete is my smile
Got to change my way of living
Got to change my style
Let me lay down by a stream Miles from everything
Miles from everything
Rivers of my father
Can you carry me home
Carry me home
Sometimes I ask myself where I belong
Whether I'm right or wrong
To feel such love for something from so long ago and Miles away
Here and stare
Sometimes I tell myself my place is there
That my music comes from where
My ears have longed to go but my eyes and my feet
won't let me be
Still I'm going to sing
Gonna pack all my cares and woe… The sun, the Moon….
The moon is the same moon above you…
Someday my Prince will come…
Gonna pack all my cares and woe…
Phoney rappers, they do not write…
I want a rimshot hey…
And so I will follow where the roads lead to
Shoobidoobidoobidooo
Loose heritage is what I stick to
Hope you think it my way too

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