Texty: Moody Blues. The Present. I Am.

Salt water never grew roses
Seems roses can't grow in the sea
A river can fashion a valley
From a thousand sweet drinking streams

I am, I am
I am the son
Yes, I am

I am the son
Yes I am the son of love
I am

Born in the times when eyes could see
What's written in the stars
Freedom was ever
And ever was never far

I am
(I am)