Living hungry on soup and dreams   Nothing left to lose   It seemed so simple then   When there wasn't a lot to choose      Every day was like a year   There was lots of time   To see things clear   But then the blessing brought me here      Still swinging in Solomon's shoes   Still swinging in Solomon's shoes      Things have changed a lot for me   I don't worry about my rent   I pay it on time, I pick and choose   How every dime gets spent      Guess there's nothing wrong with being blessed   It should be the same   Both more and less   I haven't found the balance yet      Still swinging in Solomon's shoes   Still swinging in Solomon's shoes      Solomon was the wisest man   But I guess not wise enough   He forgot the Blesser   When the blessing were too much      Now I know I swing with Solomon   Between the left and right   How I wish that I could find a place   Where I'd be satisfied   (Don't wanna deny You, don't wanna turn from You)      Still swinging in Solomon's shoes   Still swinging in Solomon's shoes