Gently swaying and obeying
every lie that tries to govern me
standing lonely, still as can be
I need some help to shake these golden leaves
'cause there is green on the other side
and my roots have made a place
where it seems I'm gonna stay
so I sit and cry, I sit and cry

CHORUS
Rush through me with sincerity
brush away my old to make room for my new
I am ready, I am open
for your wind to make my every single move
gently breeze with sincerity
brush away the dirt that clings to my feet
I am ready, I am open
for your touch with sincerity