Your Soul Is Free

You've got to believe it your soul is free
You've got to believe it your soul is free

In the morn no clothes
I'm aching the cold burning memories
Furrier

If you do as you please fall on your knees
I will go down in your arms

You've got to believe it your soul is free
You've got to believe it your soul is free

Take an apple, on right
Is it food or the spite
Throw it long, throw it hard
Make it count, make it strong (ooh)

If the leaves is enough if you fill the cup
The wind will dance in a sea you pass

You've got to believe it
Your soul is free (ahhhh)

You've got to believe it your soul is free
You've got to believe it your soul is free