The search for knowledge is a form of worship.
The land will return to those who work it with their hands.
“Nothing is impossible, the word itself says, «I’m possible!»”
My soul is awakened, my spirit is soaring.
How beautiful to find a heart that loves you Without asking you for anything, but to be okay.
Of all the gin joints in all the towns in all the world, she walks into mine.
The search for knowledge is a form of worship.
The land will return to those who work it with their hands.
“Nothing is impossible, the word itself says, «I’m possible!»”
My soul is awakened, my spirit is soaring.
How beautiful to find a heart that loves you Without asking you for anything, but to be okay.
Of all the gin joints in all the towns in all the world, she walks into mine.