Sananda Maitreya
Sananda Maitreya
Sananda Maitreya
Sananda Maitreya
Sananda Maitreya
Sananda Maitreya
Sananda Maitreya
Sananda Maitreya
Sananda Maitreya
Sananda Maitreya
Sananda Maitreya
Sananda Maitreya
Sananda Maitreya
Sananda Maitreya
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There she goes on her road again
The one that she travels on
When I tried to follow her she is rolling her stone again
Writing another book and I had an open look
And you can’t say too many good things about it
And you can’t take too many footsteps around it
‘Cause I’m free to be whatever I want to be
‘Cause I’m free to be whatever I want to be
‘Cause I’m free to be whatever I want to be
Under the sun and under the sea
Under the sun and under thе sea
There shе goes on her hands and knees
Taking it day to day, making the hours pay
She is writing from where she’s been
She’s seen and done it all and eats the apple before it falls
And you can’t say too many good things about it
And you can’t take too many footsteps around it
‘Cause I’m free to be whatever I want to be
‘Cause I’m free to be whatever I want to be
‘Cause I’m free to be whatever I want to be
Under the sun and under the sea
Under the sun and under the sea
There she goes with my memory
Ready to raise a child from Adam to Stagger Lee
There she goes bearing all my name
Encouraging on and on
Return to Zooathalon
And you can’t say too many good things about it
And you can’t take too many footsteps around it
And you can’t say too many good things about it
‘Cause I’m free to be whatever I want to be
‘Cause I’m free to be whatever I want to be
‘Cause I’m free to be whatever I want to be
Under the sun and under the sea
Under the sun and under the sea
Under the sun and under the sea