Holyground Paroles

Sometimes hard to draw that line

I like to walk
And my way is my own
You taught me how
Don't you know

And there must be
some place to meet
I take off my shoes
I'll walk bare-foot when I do

Standing there in front of you
I want to honest
I want to be true

I like to walk
And my way is my own
You taught me how
Don't you know what we found Take your pride
and lift it high

I must leave without you
Good advice I grow stronger
Where the mountains rise

Standing there in front of you
I want to honest
I want to be true

In front of you