I can jump rivers so wide
So why should I learn how to fly
From up above I can show you the strokes
I dont need to be alongside
Between me and you I was just passing through
I was hoping to live and learn love and find the sun before I go
Home, home
Walking in fields that were sold, the memories that never grow old
These trees have voices, their song in the wind still remembers those days of gold
A Masai warrior born, much bigger by far than the bones of my form
Armies would crumble before I give in even in a fight I won't win