Where Will I Be Video (MV)

[Fred again..]
Just try it

[Emmylou Harris]
The streets are cracked
And there's glass everywhere
And a baby stares out
With motherless eyes
Under long gone beauty
On fields of war
Trapped in lament
To the poet's core

[Emmylou Harris]
Oh, where, oh, where will I be?
Oh, where, oh, where will I be?

[Emmylou Harris]
Met an Indian boy in Ottawa
He laid me down on a bed of straw
Said don't waste your breath
Don't waste your heart
Don't blister your heels
Running in thе dark

[Emmylou Harris & Fred again.., Fred again]
Oh, where, oh, wherе will I be?
Oh, where, oh, where will I be?
(Oh, where will I be?)
(Just try it)

[Emmylou Harris]
Yeah, I like the heat
Of your body laying under me
May your wild lip get you where your going
With your inventions, your intentions, your laughter
Your forever yearning

[Emmylou Harris & Fred again..]
Oh, where, oh, where will I be?
Oh, where, oh, when that trumpet sounds
Oh, where, oh, where
Oh, where, when that trumpet sounds

Oh, where, oh, where will I be?
Oh, where, oh, where will I be?
Oh, where, oh, where
Oh, where