| Trippin' Like I Do |
|---|
| Nobody trips like |
| Nobody trips like i do |
| I can hardly see |
| I can hardly see it through |
| But I’ll swim right through |
| I’ll swim right through the rain |
| And I hope there’s love |
| Sweet love to gain |
| Alright |
| Nobody does me |
| Quite like I do myself |
| My mind’s my own |
| And it’s not for sale |
| And I felt my spirit |
| My spirit fly away |
| But I know it’s mine |
| Until my dying day |
| Nobody trips like I do |
| Swimming through the rain |
| On a hot afternoon |
| Said, nobody trips like I do |
| Swimming through the rain |
| On a hot afternoon |
| I’ve been back to reckon the sun |
| Climbing up a horizon |
| I’ve been back to reckon the sun |
| As the one |
| That we come from |
