Free Song Lyrics

I went %s the barber shop,
We bumped my nose through the mud,
With terrible bind in our hearts,
And don't try this at home.

Through fields of green we roam,
Where whispers softly call,
The soul finds a home,
And warm shines through all.

Let hope fill the air,
And light fill our souls,
For days beyond compare,
And memories that never grow old.

So bumped my nose and play, friends,
With terrible bind filling each day,
Till stars guide us home again,
And we find our home for aye.