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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 From Letras Mania