Higher
Oh! My hands can't get any higher
Oh! My hands can't get any higher
Higher
Really be taking my higher
Not talking them things from suppliers
I'm talking that love that be taking me higher
Higher
Talking that Martin
A fire can't put out a fire
Fire
I'm talking Mandela
Forgiveness is really the vibe cause
Hear me
I know you cynical please
But how could I hold my dad to grudge
The Father has forgiven me
How could I hold you to a judge
When what you owe me ain't as big as it seems
I give it to you, walking in mine
Living so clear and so free
I'm higher
So I throw my hands up
So I throw my hands up
So I throw my hands up
So I throw my hands up
So I throw my hands up
So I throw my hands up
They say it ain't real, I know that they right
Don't want to be real, I want to be right
I keep it clear, I want to be light
Don't want to be real, I want to be right
I keep it clear, I want to be light
I want to be daytime even at night
Oh! My hands can't get any higher
Oh! My hands can't get any higher
Yo
Higher
Really be taking my higher
Not talking them things from suppliers
I'm talking that love that be taking me higher
Higher
Talking that Martin
A fire can't put out a fire
Fire
I'm talking Mandela
Forgiveness is really the vibe cause
Hear me
They trying to pull down the vibes
But I ain't going down there
I'm riding my wave with my hands in the sky
Incredible while I'm intangible
I give my hands to my fellow so mellow can fly
Entangled with greatness I rise
All that I'm handed supplied
Man it's a vibe
I'ma just keep going high
So I throw my hands up
So I throw my hands up
So I throw my hands up
So I throw my hands up
So I throw my hands up
So I throw my hands up
So I throw my hands up
So I throw my hands up
So I throw my hands up
So I throw my hands up
So I throw my hands up
So I throw my hands up
They say it ain't real, I know that they right
Don't want to be real, I want to be right
I keep it clear, I want to be light
Don't want to be real, I want to be right
I keep it clear, I want to be light
I want to be daytime even at night
Oh! My hands can't get any higher
Oh! My hands can't get any higher
Keep striving, keep stretching
Keep growing, keep going
Don't stop
Oh! My hands can't get any higher
Higher
Really be taking my higher
Not talking them things from suppliers
I'm talking that love that be taking me higher
Higher
Talking that Martin
A fire can't put out a fire
Fire
I'm talking Mandela
Forgiveness is really the vibe cause
Hear me
I know you cynical please
But how could I hold my dad to grudge
The Father has forgiven me
How could I hold you to a judge
When what you owe me ain't as big as it seems
I give it to you, walking in mine
Living so clear and so free
I'm higher
So I throw my hands up
So I throw my hands up
So I throw my hands up
So I throw my hands up
So I throw my hands up
So I throw my hands up
They say it ain't real, I know that they right
Don't want to be real, I want to be right
I keep it clear, I want to be light
Don't want to be real, I want to be right
I keep it clear, I want to be light
I want to be daytime even at night
Oh! My hands can't get any higher
Oh! My hands can't get any higher
Yo
Higher
Really be taking my higher
Not talking them things from suppliers
I'm talking that love that be taking me higher
Higher
Talking that Martin
A fire can't put out a fire
Fire
I'm talking Mandela
Forgiveness is really the vibe cause
Hear me
They trying to pull down the vibes
But I ain't going down there
I'm riding my wave with my hands in the sky
Incredible while I'm intangible
I give my hands to my fellow so mellow can fly
Entangled with greatness I rise
All that I'm handed supplied
Man it's a vibe
I'ma just keep going high
So I throw my hands up
So I throw my hands up
So I throw my hands up
So I throw my hands up
So I throw my hands up
So I throw my hands up
So I throw my hands up
So I throw my hands up
So I throw my hands up
So I throw my hands up
So I throw my hands up
So I throw my hands up
They say it ain't real, I know that they right
Don't want to be real, I want to be right
I keep it clear, I want to be light
Don't want to be real, I want to be right
I keep it clear, I want to be light
I want to be daytime even at night
Oh! My hands can't get any higher
Oh! My hands can't get any higher
Keep striving, keep stretching
Keep growing, keep going
Don't stop
Credits
Writer(s): Femke Weidema, Liz Sharp, Nigel Waverly Anderson
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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