Living hungry on soup and dreams Nothing left to lose It seemed so simple then When there wasn't a lot to choose Every day was like a year There was lots of time To see things clear But then the blessing brought me here Still swinging in Solomon's shoes Still swinging in Solomon's shoes Things have changed a lot for me I don't worry about my rent I pay it on time, I pick and choose How every dime gets spent Guess there's nothing wrong with being blessed It should be the same Both more and less I haven't found the balance yet Still swinging in Solomon's shoes Still swinging in Solomon's shoes Solomon was the wisest man But I guess not wise enough He forgot the Blesser When the blessing were too much Now I know I swing with Solomon Between the left and right How I wish that I could find a place Where I'd be satisfied (Don't wanna deny You, don't wanna turn from You) Still swinging in Solomon's shoes Still swinging in Solomon's shoes