My Roots

I had to leave you
You couldn't be real
You were too physical
For me to feel you
So, I went flying
Spirit on wing
Above the tree tops
My roots sing
Circus songs
For the jugglers on bicycles
Babies are crying
With stained red strawberry mouths
All of the color
My love is returning
Only in a dream
Is my true home

I'm out, lonely on strange roads
The moments come back to me
Despite my leaving there is
A miracle surviving
My home inside is free
Despite my leaving there is
A miracle surviving
My home inside is free

Light the fire
Burn sweet oil burn
Rise up everybody
Dance, take your turn
Violins, please begin
Fill my heart, lift me
Make me start singing

Sing loud everybody
I'm proud of this family
Old, young, all are feeling love
Come quick and dance with me
This light makes my heart ignite
I can't see life without
These beautiful nights

Streets I once knew
In colors I didn't know
Melody of the real
Energy that flows
Mothers and fathers
From heavenly windows
Singing out the hope
Of my true home



Credits
Writer(s): Michael Vitkin
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