Texty: Patrice. Ancient Spirit. You Always You.

:
This one is
dedicated to the truth
this is Babatunde the original conscious youth.

when I look in your eyes i can feel the sun come rise.
it seems like you give me the thing I was missing in my life.
the thing I gave up to search.
cause I thought I`m not going to find
but how could I find when there is no light in my night
`how could I find when there are clouds and no sunshine?
you fill me up with joy. every moment`s a suprise.
you set me free from Babylon. you make me leave this place for
miles.
you`re no illusion. no, you are the truth.
never forget, it`s you, always you

na. na. na.
na. na. na. na.
it`s you, always you, my sweet dream.

yes you are my earth and you make me give birth to
melodies and thoughts, enliven by your love.
Yes, I`m a global villager, but you give me home.
wherever I may wonder, wherever I may roam
while I write this song the world around me disappears
I dip into my thoughts and I speak this niseless prayer

Lord of lords and king of kings. conquering lion, Jah Jah
Almightly One who arts im mount Zion
I beg you guide and protect the woman I call queen of
Queens and dreams lioness reflection of patrice
You are right the word restricts the sense
But I think you know what I mean I mean what I really
Mean when I call You my sweet dream

na. na. na.
na. na. na. na.
it`s you, always you, my sweet dream.

when I look in your eyes i can feel the sun come rise.
it seems like you give me the thing I was missing in my life.
the thing I gave up to search.
cause I thought I`m not going to find
but how could I find when there is no light in my night
`how could I find when there are clouds and no sunshine?
you fill me up with joy. every moment`s a suprise.
you set me free from Babylon. you make me leave this place for
miles.
you`re no illusion. no, you are the truth.
never forget, it`s you, always you

na. na. na.
na. na. na. na.
it`s you, always you, my sweet dream