In The Other Hand

If I shall live here,
let it be long,
before I leave for good.

My heart only runs here,
running strong.
I hope you'll want to come along.

So I'll sing my song,
so I'll fly my way,
so I'll cry for the mountains,
so I'll live for another day.

So I'll be the very best I can,
living in the victory land,
with my heart on my arm,
and a rock in the other hand.

If I shall love here,
let it be long,
before my love has gone.

My life only breaths here,
breathing strong,
and I hope you'll want to come along.

So I'll sing my song,
so I'll fly my way,
so I'll cry for the mountains,
so I'll live for another day.

So I'll be the very best I can,
living in the victory land,
with my heart on my arm,
and a rock in the other hand.

Now I've lived here all my life,
when I saw it I knew right away,
that I was meant to stay,
in this sweet, sweet victory land.

I could move for love,
I could move for lack,
but whatever happens, I know someday,
I'd be coming back.

So I'll sing my song,
so I'll fly my way,
so I'll cry for the mountains,
so I'll live for another day.

So I'll be the very best I can,
living in the victory land,
with my heart on my arm,
and a rock in the other hand.