….
Still workin’ our way through the land of milk and honey.
At the end of the day there’s always more bills than money.
I close my eyes at night and I still feel
The same fire in my heart I felt out in that field.
Still workin’ our way through the land of milk and honey.
At the end of the day there’s always more bills than money.
I close my eyes at night and I still feel
The same fire in my heart I felt out in that field.