Shambala - B. W. Stevenson

Wash away my trouble, wash away my pain

With the rain of Shambala

Wash away my sorrow, wash away my shame

With the rain of Shambala

Ah, ooh ooh oo oo ooh ooh yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

Ah, ooh ooh oo oo ooh ooh yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

Everyone is helpful, everyone is kind

On the road to Shambala

Everyone is lucky, everyone is so kind

On the road to Shambala

Ah, ooh ooh oo oo ooh ooh yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

Ah, ooh ooh oo oo ooh ooh yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

How does your light shine, in the halls of Shambala?

How does your light shine, in the halls of Shambala?

I can tell my sister by the flowers in her eyes

On the road to Shambala

I can tell my brother by the flowers in his eyes

On the road to Shambala

Ah, ooh ooh oo oo ooh ooh yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

Ah, ooh ooh oo oo ooh ooh yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

How does your light shine, in the halls of Shambala?

How does your light shine, in the halls of Shambala?

How does your light shine, in the halls of Shambala?

(Tell me) How does your light shine, in the halls of Shambala?

Ah, ooh ooh oo oo ooh ooh yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

Ah, ooh ooh oo oo ooh ooh yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

Ah, ooh ooh oo oo ooh ooh yeah, Shambala

Ah, ooh ooh oo oo ooh ooh yeah, road to Shambala