If I could show you a way to recapture
The love that you knew as a child running free
If I awakened that sleeping lost season
You search and you scrap for
But can’t seem to see
Would you listen to me?
Let the love set you free?

I once was a beggar with no one to cling to
Just starving and watching the world as it died
I listened along as the self-ordained prophets
Held school on the airwaves
We watched as they lied
They told us God had died
I, my bubble burst, cried

Then I met up with the one who said was
The link in the life-chain that I had searched for
It happened to me like I read of the old days
One touch and my blind eyes were opened once more
He said he was the door
I need be bound no more

If I could show you a way to recapture
The love that you knew as a child running free
If I awakened that sleeping lost season
You search and you scrap for
But can’t seem to see
Would you listen to me?
Let the love set you free?

Words and Music by Chuck Brown