The Prophet

A man cried
«Where do we look? Where do we search? How do we find it?»
A woman cried love
«My body needs love, my soul needs love, how do I find it?»
We all need love, gotta have love
Prophet! Prophet!
He said that love will call to you
So follow him, though it’s hard to do
Believe, believe! We gotta believe!
Within your heart is the secret of life
With joy and sorrow, pleasure and strife
Love is all of these things
I dream of the prophet man from a far distant land
Ali!
A priestess said, «Tell us a prayer!»
A lawyer said, «Is law fair?»
Astronomers cried of galaxies and time
A poet said, «Is there duty to find?»
Speak of God, speak of reason
Speak about death, speak about freedom
Gotta have truth, gotta have wisdom
Give us your word to give to our children
I dream of the prophet man from a far distant land
Ali!
The clock struck twelve on the church odd wall
Their voices beckoned to the prophet’s call
You give up yourself when you truly give
Possessions shouldn’t rule the life you live
Work with love and love your work
And idle man is a stranger on earth
Blame yourself for wrong deeds done
The innocent can be the guilty ones
Freedom disguises itself in chains
Happiness sometimes hides in pain
Children are made and are born to you
But they’re not slaves that belong to you
God doesn’t listen to the words you pray
He hears what your heart has got to say
I dream of the prophet man from a far distant land
Ali!
I dream of the prophet man from a far distant land