Sarah

Swaying to the wind
But you can’t touch the sky
Woah woah woah
Woah woah woah

Naked as the day
You're born-to spat you out
Woah woah woah
Woah woah woah

Silly me, silly me
How can I not understand
Woah woah woah
Surely your
Your waters surely
Surely your
Waters run dry

Silly is the mind
Saying I can touch the sky
I am not worthy (Woah woah woah)
I am not born for this (Woah woah woah)

I have to unlearn your intrigue
The allure
That makes them want to hurt you

Maybe then we’ll be free
Finally
Woah woah woah
Finally, woah woah woah

The shackles will fall away
The cages will open by our hand
The children will come out and play
Under the African sky
I prophecies

The rain will go away
The sun will shine again
The rain will come falling down
And the earth will be rich
And the earth will give us plenty
We’ll have enough (Woah woah woah)
Until then (Woah woah woah)
Sarah Selah
Sarah Selah

It may seem
You no touch no sky, no
It may seem
Sarah Selah
It may seem you no bath in the sea of knowledge
May seem
You’re stripped of the vision of the sun
May seem
You’re stripped of the vision of the sun