Besedila: Indigo Girls. Come On Now Social. Compromise.

You wear, the cloth, of finest lands
The touch of women the toil of hands
Undress, me now, before I bend
From the weight of everyman

When I'm walkin' through this world
I need to hold your hand
Let me take you on this ride
I hope you understand
I'm not, not asking for a compromise

Now you, defend, exhume begin again
It's the riddle of a skeleton
We're all, diseased, so count the coup
I can't image stopping you

When I'm walkin' through this world
I need to hold your hand
Ohh let me take you on this ride
I hope you understand
I'm not, not asking for a compromise

So the earth, we scorch, we breath
Find some comfort on our knees
You find, your worth, in words that wind
Pleasures I don't comprehend

When I'm walkin' through this world
I need to hold your hand
Let me take you on this ride
I hope you understand
I'm not asking for a compromise
Asking for a compro
Asking for a compromise