Take your pride and lift it high [bad word] to say goodbye
You’ve got your life and I’ve got mine
Sometimes hard to draw that line

I like to walk and my way is my own
You taught me how
Don’t you know

And there must be some place to meet
I take off my shoes I'll walk barefoot when I do
Standing there in front of you
Want to be honest I want to be [bad word] 
I like to walk and my way is my own,
You taught me how
Don't you know what we found
Brother maybe

We're on holyground
Take your pride and lift it high
I must leave without you
Good advice I grow stronger

Where the mountains rise
Standing there in front of you
I want to be honest I want to be [bad word] In front of you

Words by Morten Harket, Nick Whitecross, Ole Sverre Olsen
Music by Morten Harket