Number of Lyrics in Album : 12
By Caedmon's Call, I am a bus driver
and it's four in the morning
And
By Caedmon's Call, Thank God I’m back in my car
And driving home,
By Caedmon's Call, When I'm cold and alone
All I want is my freedom
By Caedmon's Call, You say you want a living sacrifice
Well I am a
By Caedmon's Call, I can see Jesus hanging on the cross
I can
By Caedmon's Call, Though I am small I've seen things far beyond these
By Caedmon's Call, Looking back at the road so far
The journey's left its
By Caedmon's Call, I mount up with waxen wings
High to reach the sun
And
By Caedmon's Call, So many miles behind, still I drive pedal down,
Off the
By Caedmon's Call, Well, I can't stop staring at myself;
My face reflected in
By Caedmon's Call, I think this place is swell,
There's much familiar here.
I get
By Caedmon's Call, There's tarnish on the Golden Rule
And I wanna jump from