Tried to tell her who I really am

But I'm not so sure that I really can

Well, you've got to know, I don't understand

Well, you've got to know who I really am Give me one more chance

As I child, I once had a dream

My mother spoke something down to me

She said, "Son, you must walk upon your knees

Down the road, headed for the East"

Give me one more chance

Give me one more chance

If I had a way to go, I'd gather up my throwing stone

Tried to tell her who I really am

But I'm not so sure that I really can

Well, you've got to know I don't understand

'Cause I'm not so sure who I really am

If I had a way to go, I'd gather up my throwing stone

If I had a way to go, I'd gather up my throwing stone