Instrumentos
Ensembles
Opera
Compositores
Artista

Letras:Robin Williamson. I See Us All Get Home.

You treat me so kindly
And how can I repay?
Seein' your lips talking
So lovely takes my breath away

You make me restless
But you give me words to say
And if I don't get it wrong
I see us all get home
I see us all get home

Let me be your fantasy
Let me kiss your wary foot
Let me be your cameraman, your confidant
Your preacher and your prostitute

And let me be your enemy
But over all, let me be your friend
'Cause if I don't get it wrong
I see us all get home
I see us all get home

Ah, yeah

I see us hew great mountains down
I see us in a lovely place
I see us naked of lies together
I see us naked of disgrace

I see trust born in us through honor
And I see peace come
And if I don't get it wrong
I see us all get home
I see us all get home

Ah, yeah
And I see us all get home

Time [Incomprehensible]
Said time [Incomprehensible]