Convicted like a criminal
Sharp and nimble, the wind unfold
Past the mountain I hear a cry
Oh, In the distance a city shines
Seen the big show, thousand times
Got to get back what is mine
Feet been walking, thousand miles
Got to get back what is mine
Bless the evening, it's showed the way
Back to where it all began
Oh, undercover I made my case
Man, To be a fool is such a waste
He'll eat until he's sick of it
Why not stop when you find your place
And be happy that you made it in
You know I'm on my way back
Gonna get it back, give it back now