Searching for a reason to be open Waiting at the bottom of a mountain Sun was Kissing my face Rain, it was rare, never often Pain, it was fair in the morning You were Holding my frame Power in the root like a vitamin Windswept desert chameleon Song was Welcoming me ♪ Listen to the trickle of the water Calls me over like a daughter Search for Finally free Rooted in the ways I feel taller Open up my personal alter I could Finally see