Steve Young
Steve Young
Steve Young
Steve Young
Steve Young
Steve Young
Steve Young
Steve Young
Steve Young
Steve Young
Steve Young
Did you think you could speak of a wonder
Of the stars from your bars
Did you think you could feel another world
With your mind
That's unkind
Did you think you soften the sorrow
Of yesterday
With tomorrow
Oh, I'll do what you want me to
I'll do what you want
I'll go live where the wild things grow
Down in a holler in the swamp
Did you think I'd begin to hear the laughter
And still be cold inside my soul
Did you think I'd begin to see the fire
In their eyes and in my life
So you don't believe a sound can bear no flaw
Where there's love there's no law
Yes, and this wheel turns
This fire burns
Oh, I'll do what you want me to…