Macumba

away from home…)
I am…
I am running I am oh oh oh…
I am running ooh To get what I need with what I know (with what I know)
And before I give in
ooh you’d find me praying on my knees out in the cold
So I stumble all the things, treachery promises in white and black I can see my
dreams through the fog and all them traps I can see my dreams through the fog
and all them traps I can see my dreams through the fog and all them traps I am.
I am running I am oh oh oh…