| Song | Sing |
| Artist | The Gracious Few |
| Album | The Gracious Few |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| Song in my mind keeps me right it seems I, | |
| I’ve worn through the soles of my, | |
| The soles of my boots take a beating, a beating I’ve known. | |
| I’ve know days into weeks into years I’ve run, | |
| Seattle to Austin the Apple and on | |
| So on with the boots and on with the soul | |
| And on with the people and on with the show… | |
| I wanna sing, sing my song | |
| I wanna feel alive, Cause I wanna sing my song | |
| I’ve waited so long. | |
| Can you see in my stance it seems I, | |
| I’ve awakened the ghost of my, | |
| The ghost in my mind and I’m guessing, guessing who’ll show. | |
| In hours in minutes in seconds so close, | |
| So close to the beating the chanting the roar, | |
| So on with my boots and on with my soul, | |
| And on with the lights and on with the show… | |
| I wanna sing, sing my song | |
| I wanna feel alive, Cause I wanna sing my song | |
| I’ve waited so long. | |
| I’m barely breathing still I, | |
| Step to the stage heart beating, | |
| The lights descend upon me, | |
| I take my place and I am song. | |
| I wanna sing, I wanna sing my song | |
| All these songs in my mind keep me right seems I’ve | |
| Worn through the soles of my, | |
| Yes the soles of my boots take a beating, a beating I’ve known. | |
| Oh it’s on with boots and on with the soul | |
| And on with you people and on with the show | |
| I wanna sing, sing my song | |
| I wana feel alive, I wanna feel alive, I wanna feel alive, | |
| I wanna sing my song. |
| Song in my mind keeps me right it seems I, | |
| I' ve worn through the soles of my, | |
| The soles of my boots take a beating, a beating I' ve known. | |
| I' ve know days into weeks into years I' ve run, | |
| Seattle to Austin the Apple and on | |
| So on with the boots and on with the soul | |
| And on with the people and on with the show | |
| I wanna sing, sing my song | |
| I wanna feel alive, Cause I wanna sing my song | |
| I' ve waited so long. | |
| Can you see in my stance it seems I, | |
| I' ve awakened the ghost of my, | |
| The ghost in my mind and I' m guessing, guessing who' ll show. | |
| In hours in minutes in seconds so close, | |
| So close to the beating the chanting the roar, | |
| So on with my boots and on with my soul, | |
| And on with the lights and on with the show | |
| I wanna sing, sing my song | |
| I wanna feel alive, Cause I wanna sing my song | |
| I' ve waited so long. | |
| I' m barely breathing still I, | |
| Step to the stage heart beating, | |
| The lights descend upon me, | |
| I take my place and I am song. | |
| I wanna sing, I wanna sing my song | |
| All these songs in my mind keep me right seems I' ve | |
| Worn through the soles of my, | |
| Yes the soles of my boots take a beating, a beating I' ve known. | |
| Oh it' s on with boots and on with the soul | |
| And on with you people and on with the show | |
| I wanna sing, sing my song | |
| I wana feel alive, I wanna feel alive, I wanna feel alive, | |
| I wanna sing my song. |
| Song in my mind keeps me right it seems I, | |
| I' ve worn through the soles of my, | |
| The soles of my boots take a beating, a beating I' ve known. | |
| I' ve know days into weeks into years I' ve run, | |
| Seattle to Austin the Apple and on | |
| So on with the boots and on with the soul | |
| And on with the people and on with the show | |
| I wanna sing, sing my song | |
| I wanna feel alive, Cause I wanna sing my song | |
| I' ve waited so long. | |
| Can you see in my stance it seems I, | |
| I' ve awakened the ghost of my, | |
| The ghost in my mind and I' m guessing, guessing who' ll show. | |
| In hours in minutes in seconds so close, | |
| So close to the beating the chanting the roar, | |
| So on with my boots and on with my soul, | |
| And on with the lights and on with the show | |
| I wanna sing, sing my song | |
| I wanna feel alive, Cause I wanna sing my song | |
| I' ve waited so long. | |
| I' m barely breathing still I, | |
| Step to the stage heart beating, | |
| The lights descend upon me, | |
| I take my place and I am song. | |
| I wanna sing, I wanna sing my song | |
| All these songs in my mind keep me right seems I' ve | |
| Worn through the soles of my, | |
| Yes the soles of my boots take a beating, a beating I' ve known. | |
| Oh it' s on with boots and on with the soul | |
| And on with you people and on with the show | |
| I wanna sing, sing my song | |
| I wana feel alive, I wanna feel alive, I wanna feel alive, | |
| I wanna sing my song. |