Hayward Justin Tightrope Lyrics

Tightrope Lyrics

I was only a little boy, when I heard the call
Like a voice in the
wilderness, that calls to us all
So I took to the gypsy life, in the city of
love
And I walked with the troubadours
And flew with the doves
In the
city of love

In the garden of paradise, I heard a voice sing
I can
still feel the thrill of it, the chills it would bring
Far away in the
western sky, over the sea
There's a land that we dream about, peaceful and
free
Waiting for me

Hold my hand, let me take you there
Let's go
walking in the morning
As time goes by, love will wash us clean
Let love
bring to us our freedom
And we will sing of the heroes
And fly on the
breeze
Love with the lovers of the world
Oh oh oh...we'll be
free

In the dark of the mystic night, music is born
In the hands of
the troubadour, the piper of dawn
And it's heard of a foreign shore, over
the sea
In the land that we dream about, peaceful and free
Waiting for
me

REPEAT CHORUS TWICE