Living Colour

Move on living color

Like we're born creators

Shadows on the ceiling

When I'm in your favor

And when it comes to go

Take me high, take me low,

Keep waiting in my soul

Waiting, waiting, through time

And you give me little reason

To refuse my satire

Shifting in with feelings

Of a sweet surrender

And when it comes to go

Take me high, take me low,

Keep waiting in my soul

Waiting, waiting

Coursing with your call

As we rise and we fall

Keep waiting in my soul

Waiting, waiting, through time

In your loving flow

I feel that I know

Seed you sow

That you reap when it grows

In your loving flow

I feel that I know

Seed you sow

That you reap when it grows

I feel that I know

I feel that I know

And when it comes to go

Take me high, take me low,

Keep waiting in my soul

Waiting, waiting

Coursing with your call

As we rise and we fall

Keep waiting in my soul

Waiting, waiting, through time