Tanita Tikaram My Enemy
If I could fly to find out where my place is
Find out where my place is above the skies
I long to be in flight
I would hide the tired river's eyes
The lonely mountain cries out to the sea
To lift the sorrow from the world
To lift the sorrow from the world
And I am blind with every certainty
It's all that I believe
My enemy
I long to be set free
To leave the sorrow in this world
To leave the sorrow in this world