A mystery defines chance
A destiny of struggle and dance

And to dance away from the mystery,
Who am I to defy my destiny

Most fools would even call this romance

My oil of doubt and flower of fear
And tend their gardens using my years

They can hang me for the wrong I done, leave thinking they may have won

Look back and see me standing right here

(Trumpet solo)

A mystery defines chance
A destiny of struggle and dance

And to dance away from the mystery,
Who am I to defy my destiny

Most fools would even call this romance

My oil of doubt and flower of fear, of fear
And tend their gardens using my years

They can hang me for the wrong I done, leave thinking they may have won

And I'm standing here

(Scat)

Sublime

Sublime Sublime
3xs

Some may try to rely on whatever it takes,
To define you when you make a mistake,
Try

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Writer(s): Leron Thomas