Frothing in my mind is the milkiest almond sky
Waves spun to clouds when evening tide is high
Watch how she boils till she is bone-dry
Now see how she soaks up every sweetened sigh
Frothing in my mind is the milkiest almond sky
Waves spun to clouds when evening tide is high
There are only so many ways I can bend my voice and not give it away
There are only so many ways to unwind without my mind going astray
Where in me will I find singing school girls
Where in me will I find words of pure gold
Where in me can I hear marching armies
Whose guns and ammunition were all sold
There are only so many ways I can bend my voice and not give it away
There are only so many ways to unwind without my mind going astray
Where in me will I find doors wide open
Where in me will I find my true motherland
Where in me can I hear old ways laugh with tomorrow
Time's only adding layers 'round a grain of sand
I don't know where I'm gonna be tomorrow
I don't know how the sky will look tomorrow
I don't know how to carry my Chicago
I don't know who I'm gonna be tomorrow
I know I'm gonna find my way back home
I know there still are paths I need to roam
I know songs like seeds in me have been sown
I know I'm gonna find my way back home
There are only so many ways I can bend my voice and not give it away
There are only so many ways to unwind without my mind going astray
Where in me will I find doors wide open
Where in me will I find my true motherland?
Where in me can I hear old ways laugh with tomorrow
Time's only adding layers round a 'grain of sand
Frothing in my mind is the milkiest almond sky
Waves spun to clouds when evening tide is high
Watch how she boils till she is bone-dry
Now see how she soaks up every sweetened sigh
Frothing in my mind is the milkiest almond sky
Waves spun to clouds when evening tide is high