Texty: Toad The Wet Sprocket. Dulcinea. Inside.

Free my heart to feel again
Free my mind to understand
To run undeterred

Pull the blinders from my eyes
Let me see the endless skies
Drown me where I stand
In the beauty of the land

And all my life
It lay inside
For all my life

Tear this anger from my soul
Wash me clean and leave me whole
Leave me higher

Work my hands to make them strong
Lift my arms to carry on
Anywhere I go, to never be alone

And all my life
It lay inside
For all my life

We were always leaving
Since we start breathing
And running back no wonder
We are torn asunder

To give me life
To give me life