Gloria, Gloria Gloria in te domine I try to sing this song Gloria in te domine Gloria exultate I'd give it to you Gloria, Gloria, oh, two, three, four I, I try to stand up But I can't find my feet

Cause it's always been a matter of trust It's a matter of trust Some love is just a lie of the heart The cold remains of what began with a passionate start One, two, one, two, three, four And they may not want it to end But it will it's just a question

(Wake up and live now!) (Wake up and live!) Wake up and live! Don't you complicate your mind Flee from hate, mischief and jealousy! Don't bury your thoughts All together now Come on, man! One, two, three, four!

It's what you feel now Dead from the neck up We thought you had it in you But no, no, no What you ought to One two three four Wakey wakey Rise and shine It's on again, off again, on again

One two three four If you put this scene on a movie screen Is it called a helping hand? If the world gets me Where I'm supposed to be Will I know I've made it then? It's so hard (To the good part?) These things take time

How high's the water, mama? How high's the water, papa? Two feet high and risin' Three feet high and risin' Four feet high and risin' Five feet high and risin' She said it's two feet high and risin' We can make it to the road in a homemade boat That's

All together, now we sing in unison This is where you want to see and where you want to be One and two, three and four Go through kaleidoscope, I see you there Five and six, so many, then many more This is where you want to be It's where you want to see

It was my senior year I just turned eighteen I was a Friday night hero, with division one dreams I had an offer on the table A four year ride 'Til that fourth and two and twenty four dive I left on a stretcher, wound up on a crutch Walked on that next

Come on and get me Light it up and burn it down You wanna blame me? You never met me You don't need a disclaimer You're not really famous One, two, three, four Crossed out, wrists bound

There he goes... One, two, one, two, three, four... Know a man...his face seemed pulled and tense... Like he's riding on a motorbike in the strongest winds... So I approach with tact...suggest that he should relax... But he's always movin' much too