I heard the deadbolt lock
But there are no signs for tomorrow On the back roads of my sorrow But the grace will have to come to me
Cause it's a long, long way from here to where we go
Take off the training wheels I'll drive right through my fears
And even in my darkest hour When my tears staye undercover I know it one way or another Love is coming back around to me
In the face that I wore as a child Every day of my life I'm tring just to free myself
And the rain comes I can hear it Like a bass drum loud and clear it's Ancient wisdom of the spirit
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