كلمات Free

Something's wrong Wrapped up in mourning for far too long Sunken eyes tracing the pavement and crooked lines Paint us with crosses and sleepless night And hope to be free We just want to be free Hope to be free Who's gonna set us free? Overgrown All our mistakes are deceives we've sewn Is it time? I saw the stones rolling back their eyes Holding their breath until they see the light It ought to be free We just want to be free We just want to be free Who's gonna set us free? With our golden hair in silent sway We'll be home when brother finds his way With our golden hair in silent sway We'll be home when brother finds his way With our golden hair in silent sway We'll be home when brother finds his way With our golden hair in silent sway We'll be home when brother finds his way With our golden hair in silent sway We'll be home when brother finds his way