I have stumbled on the winds of fortune
Sailed the seas of fate
Deserted my last dollar
Just to see your face again

You are the mind in the eye of knowing
You are the breath in the word of God
You are the tender touch to soothe me
When I’m cut to the chase again

We have supped on the fruits of Eden,
Died for the love of truth,
Just to bring us back to freedom
Every skin to start anew

I’ve had many lives and lived them
As if each life would be the last
But I always rise to fall for you
You never know unless you ask

Now that the freedom wheel is spinning
And the sky faded away
Will our saviour seem redundant
In the cold hard light of day

I have stumbled on the winds of fortune
Sailed the seas of fate,
Deserted my last dollar
Just to see your face again
Deserted my last dollar
Just to see your face again…