You've been treading water so long without looking for the shore
You've been lost and you've been found but to no accord
Are you listening, my friend to the story being told
So far from your path on the journey of your soul
Bring me back to the place where my mother used to say
Swing low, carry on, find your feet and don't give up
Bring me back to the place where my brother used to stay
Under old mellow skies Where our dreams felt so alive
I've been treading water so long without looking for the shore
I've been lost and I've been found but to no accord
Are we listening, my friend to the story being told
So far from our path on the journey of our soul
Bring me back to the place where my mother used to say
Swing low, carry on, find your feet and don't give up
Bring me back to the place where my brother used to stay
Under old mellow skies Where our dreams felt so alive
Hey, my friend Are you looking for that shore
Cause you, my friend have got so much in store
Bring me back to the place where my mother used to say
Swing low, carry on, find your feet and don't give up
Bring me back to the place where my brother used to stay
Under old mellow skies Where our dreams felt so alive