Well, you say you want freedomThere ain’t nothing you wouldn’t doWell, you’re reaching, but not looking’Cause the Truth is right in front of youYou can’t win itYou can’t smoke itYou can’t chant till the morning to make itOh, love in a yielded heartIs the only way you can feel itWell, Bob Dylan he can’t free youAnd John Lennon can’t see what’s inside of youAnd Alice Cooper can just freak youHe can’t show you the way or lead youThe Spirit in a yielded heartIs the only thing that can lead youTo love, sweet loveWell, it says right there in God’s Holy BookThat you’ll keep on seeing and hearingBut your eyes will close and your minds will dullAnd your ears will refuse to listenBut Jesus, sweet Jesus, sweet JesusHe freed me… and He can free you, tooWith love, sweet love, Holy love, sweet love, love