Come from a far away land Where strangers hold your hand Under the stars in a horse and cart
We made up our bed they said we're mislead but they don't know we've got a field were love grows
And we are broken but we're fucking beautiful we got no money but everything is alright, alright we don't need money to feel alright cause we've got freedom we've got freedom
I've sailed across the sea Stone Henge to New Delhi before ya California You'll never be alone we've found a place to call home come together where nothing lasts forever
And we are broken but we're fucking beautiful we got to money but everything is alright, alright we don't need money to feel alright cause we've got freedom we've got freedom