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Well a wise man once said to me If your heart don't break you wont be free But I'm as free as a bird Flying out over, flying out over the sea I call out to the wind But no one comes to let me in I hear the thunder The weight on my shoulders The weight upon my shoulders crushin me Shine down on this mountain Rain down on my face Call out to the river To wash me out to wash me out of this place Well I wish that I was a sailor man With the wheel of the ship held in my hand But I don't like the water I'm more like the anchor I wish I was the anchor in me Sometimes I wish I was a sin So the ones I love wouldn't let me in I wouldn't have to try To find the answers To give them all the answers they need Shine down on this mountain Rain down on my face Call out to the river To wash me out to wash me out of this place. From Letras Mania