I need to heart-break-loose-the wind Dedela umoya wami, baba (set my spirit free, father) Take my heart away (repeat) To be the sound of wild geese calling To be ten seasons in a night To dance the sun beyond the tides of war and peace To put silence

To see my family. Don't think I'm happy cause I smile when you see me out. Oh I'm begging Lord to save me and let me go, And keep it inside, Dry eyes, while my brother weeps. Save my soul, Please Father let me go. Hmm let me go, Please Father let me go,

Way down we go And way down we go Say way down we go Father tell me, we get what we deserve Oh we get what we deserve You let your feet run wild Time has come as we all oh, go down Yeah but for the fall oh, my Do you dare to look him right in the eyes?

I been dogged and I been driven ever since I left my mother's home My poor father died and left me, my poor mother done the best that she could I'm a drunken-hearted man, my life seems so misery I'm a poor drunken-hearted man, my life seems so misery And

My sins from my youth And father, please remove my transgressions Let them blow in the wind like sand 'Cause all of my deeds, you know them Use me as your vessel Shine like the burning candle in the room Lord, don't remember, oh, don't remember Lord,

Make it rain Make it rain down low Oh make it rain And just the same When the sins of my father Weigh down in my soul And the pain of my mother Will not let me go

I need to heart-break-loose-the wind Dedela umoya wami, baba (set my spirit free, father) Take my heart away (repeat) To be the sound of wild geese calling To be ten seasons in a night To dance the sun beyond the tides of war and peace To put silence

You can't hurt me now I got away from you, I never thought I would You can't make me cry, you once had the power I never felt so good about myself Oh Father you never wanted to live that way You never wanted to hurt me Why am I running away It's funny

I believe in love I believe in love, it's all we got Without love I wouldn't believe Love has no boundaries, costs nothing to touch War makes money, cancer sleeps Curled up in my father and that means something to me Churches and dictators, politics and

And still I don't understand When you said you'd had enough A little trick I picked up from my father, in one ear and out the other Well, now I guess I should've listened Why's love gotta be so tough Ahh-oh, ahh-ahh Oh, and now I guess I should've