Tom Hartley Booth - Prize Bull Lyrics

Out of my window
On to the breeze
Breath away worry
Blow back my dreams

Into my heartbeat
Into my trust
Move like a prize bull
Do what you must

I'm beginning to show my age
And my body don't feel the same
But I'm not searching for fountains of youth
With you
All is well

On to my table
Straight from your mouth
Bread supplied daily
And mercies enough

Under this rainfall
Of red royal flow
Strengthen renew me
Through the years highs and lows

For I've been struggling for many a year
Laying by my sheep gate
Waiting for my healing to come
Beginning to show my age
My body don't feel the same
But I'm not searching for fountains of youth
With you
All is well
All is well
All is well

Into my heartbeat
Into my trust
Move like a prize bull
Do what you must

I'm beginning to show my age
And my body don't feel the same
But I'm not searching for fountains of youth
With you
All is well
All is well
All is well
All is well

Out of my window
On to the breeze
Breath away worry
Blow back my dreams