Lord, I don't know which way I am going
Which way the river gonna flow
It's just seems that upstream, I keep rowing
Still got such a long way to go
Still got such a long way to go

Then that light
Hits your eye
I know, I swear
We'll find somewhere the streets are paved with gold

Bullets fly
Split the sky
But that's all right
Sometimes, sunlight comes streaming through the holes

Writer(s): Berryman Guy Rupert, Buckland Jonathan Mark, Champion William, Martin Christopher Anthony John, Eno Brian Peter George
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