lyric 10 - follow

my mama was a free women, papa was a free person
i'm chained to the old machine
without a path to the open fields
and you can't be my lover
cuz it will blow my cover
let's rewind
reset and unwind

this years been hard workin
hard work and hard talkin
and a bit of histrionics
and a touch of high dramatics
three years in the mine, three years left behind
it's a wonder i'm whole up from this hole

i will follow you
if you want me to
given what we've been through
i can't hide my faith in the water, anymore

this thing aint romantic
quick or automatic
it's a full-court press of a life
when the lightening strike this kite
3 years from a smile, 3 frozen miles
open the door, and let in the voice