Lletres: Al Jarreau. Lotus.

Without a whisper without a chore
All without ambition that awaits 10,000's roar
The perfect vision of less is more

Awake in me lotus flower

Without conditions without a door
Me and my religion seekin' fame and keepin' score
Somewhere the vision of less is more

Still waits in me lotus flower

Those golden chimes ring in roundelay
In time chasin' pride away far away from sight
Somewhere tonight a child is waiting

Those golden chimes ring in roundelay
In time chasin' pride away far away from sight
Somewhere tonight a child is waiting

Without a whisper without a chore
All about ambition that awaits 10,000's roar
The perfect vision of less is more

Awake in me lotus flower