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To Zion Songtext
von Lauryn Hill feat. Carlos Santana

To Zion Songtext

One day you′re gonna understand

Zion

Unsure of what the balance held
I touched my belly overwhelmed
By what I had been chosen to perform
But then an angel came one day
Told me to kneel down and pray
For unto me a man child would be born

Woe this crazy circumstance
I knew his life deserved a chance
But everybody told me to be smart
Look at your career they said
Lauryn, baby use your head
But instead I chose to use my heart

Now the joy of my world is in Zion (Zion, Zion)
Now the joy of my world is in Zion (Zion, Zion)


How beautiful if nothing more
Than to wait at Zion's door
I′ve never been in love like this before
Now let me pray to keep you from
The perils that will surely come
See life for you my prince has just begun

And I thank you for choosing me
To come through unto life to be
A beautiful reflection of his grace
See I know that a gift so great
Is only one god could create
And I'm reminded every time I see your face

That the joy (joy) of my world (world) is in Zion (is in Zion) (is in Zion) (is in Zion)
Now the joy (joy) of my world (world) is in Zion (is in Zion, is in Zion)
Now the joy (joy) of my world (world) is in Zion (is in Zion, is in Zion)
Now the joy (joy) of my world (world) is in Zion (is in Zion, is in Zion)

Marching, marching, marching, marching to Zion
Marching, marching, marching (we gon' march)
Marching, marching, marching, marching to Zion
Marching, beautiful, beautiful Zion

Marching, marching, marching, marching to Zion
Marching, marching, marching
Marching, marching, marching, marching to Zion
Marching, beautiful, beautiful Zion


Marching, marching, marching, marching to Zion (march on, march on)
Marching, marching, marching (march on, march on)
Marching, marching, marching, marching to Zion (march on, march on)
Marching, beautiful, beautiful Zion (march on, march on)

Marching, marching, marching, marching to Zion (march on, march on)
Marching, marching, marching (march on, march on)
Marching, marching, marching, marching to Zion
Marching, beautiful, beautiful Zion

Marching, marching, marching, marching to Zion
Marching, marching, marching
Marching, marching, marching, marching to Zion
Marching, beautiful, beautiful Zion

(Marching), beautiful, beautiful Zion
(Marching), beautiful, beautiful Zion
(Marching), beautiful, beautiful Zion
(Marching), beautiful, beautiful Zion
(Marching), beautiful, beautiful Zion
(Marching), beautiful, beautiful Zion (marching)

Okay, how many people here have ever been in love?
I know none of the guys are gonna raise their hand, but
How many of y′all ever been in love?

I know none of the guys been in
We don′t get in love, right?
Oh! Let this black man right here tell what his idea of love is
'Cause not all the time we hear a young black man talk about love
About your personal definition, don′t tell me what Webster thinks
(Willingness to do everything for that person)
Huh?
(Willingness to do everything for that person)

Okay, everything like what? Explain
Let him talk, c'mon
If I asked him to talk about a fancy car
He′d be right on point
But we wanna talk about love, you can do it
What do you think?
You said you love somebody
You should know why you love them right?
(The way they act) uh-huh
(The way they carry themselves, stuff like that)
Okay

The way that they hang with they boys
And they just stand out
It's like sometimes it don′t even matter
Like what they wear or what they look like
It's like, that way, you know? (Yeah)
It's like you know you want to talk to him
Because he stands out, it′s like he got a glow or something

That′s deep
(That's what I′m talking about)
I thought that was a beautiful point
Anyone else want to deal with that?

It's sometimes, like when they try to act funny
In front of they boys
Like when they get around say they love you
They can′t love you
'Cause love-love-love wouldn′t do that
(Love is not phony!)

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