There I was out on my own
City lights were dark n' cold
Ya get down, ya get down
Preacher man come up to me
Open arms and a prophecy
He knows I'm down, oh he knows I'm down
You get lost, you get found...
You turn it around
And everyone gets a little low
And everyone gets a little high
Believe when you open your eyes, oh, you will see
Ah yeah, we gonna turn it around
No glamour in sleepin' rough
A beggin' hand begs for love
I'm goin' past the street, past the shame, make my way
Walk with a purpose
Ya better move with some soul
Walk with the good lord, ain't ever gonna walk alone
You get lost, you get found...
You turn it around
And everyone gets a little low
And everyone gets a little high
Believe when you open your eyes, oh, you will see
Ah yeah, we gonna turn it around
And everyone gets a little low
Just like everyone gets a little high
Oh believe when you open your eyes you will see
Ah yeah, we gonna turn it around
Yeah, we gonna turn it around
We gonna turn it around