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.