dancing with your eyes, what else could make me yell I can feel the fur beneath your skin I'll be sure to fallow your cause (speaking in native language
Omaha We walk against the wind Take me there Take me there Omaha We swim against the current Take me there Take me there Omaha
Lots of hey-ya's I'll tell the joyfull kids to play in the light. Then wont you come along, listen every one. We're dancing in the sun. I'll tell the
For whom there crows Spies over fields of rice Of water lotus stream A plant with dew I will bring for you Little lovely dream A little lovely dream
We look far in the quiet But we never see Turn my eye deep inside But we never say The spirits fades Our fortune from blood Of the enemy Nestin' up in
