You Are Onkwehohweh Lyrics & Chords By Elizabeth Hill

When I see your face in the firelight I wonder how the fire started Some people might call you pretty But I'd call you broken-hearted And I've got a map in my pocket That...read more

i wanna go where the blind can see i wanna go where the lame will walk i wanna see the sick ones clean where the deaf can hear and the silent talk where are you going, to a...read more

I've been driving in my Indian Car, To the pound of the wheels drumming in my brain, My dash is dusty, my plates are expired, Please Mr. Officer, let me explain, I've got to...read more

When I see your face in the firelight I wonder how the fire started Some people might call you pretty But I'd call you broken-hearted And I've got a map in my pocket That...read more

I've been driving in my Indian Car, To the pound of the wheels drumming in my brain, My dash is dusty, my plates are expired, Please Mr. Officer, let me explain, I've got to...read more