Gently swaying and obeying   every lie that tries to govern me   standing lonely, still as can be   I need some help to shake these golden leaves   'cause there is green on the other side   and my roots have made a place   where it seems I'm gonna stay   so I sit and cry, I sit and cry      CHORUS   Rush through me with sincerity   brush away my old to make room for my new   I am ready, I am open   for your wind to make my every single move   gently breeze with sincerity   brush away the dirt that clings to my feet   I am ready, I am open   for your touch with sincerity