Many sleepless nights of tossing and turning
what rights do we have of crossing and burning
those bridges behind us that others want to travel on.
We don't know where were going or staying
as a wild wind is blowing and swaying
those bridges behind us that others want to travel on.
We know where we've been with a very best friend
that wants to stick right beside us right up to the end
on those bridges behind us that they want to travel on.
Follow me and hollow me and fill me with love
And tell me I'm the one that you're thinking of
Or lead me and feed me and show me today
how to move all the mountains out of my way.
Many helpless days that's frightening not liking
the storms up ahead where the lightening is striking
those bridges before us that we have to travel on.
Up a mountain side we're climbing and finding
if our friendship is still vining and binding
those bridges before us that we have to travel on
We know where we're going with a very best friend
that wants to stick right beside us right up to the end
on those bridges before us that they want to travel on.
Follow me and hollow me and fill me with love
And tell me I'm the one that you're thinking of
Or lead me and feed me and show me today
how to move all the mountains out of my way.
Follow me and hollow me and fill me with love
And tell me I'm the one that you're thinking of
Or lead me and feed me and show me today
how to move all the mountains out of my way.
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