| Faith Hill : Free |
i had it tough when i was just a little kid
it didn't matter what i thought
it didn't matter what i did
i felt the doubt for what i lacked
right from the start
it did a number on my head
but it could never touch my heart
cause i had just enough imagination
just enough to keep the faith
that somehow i would think of what to do
when i get lost in a momentary weakness of emotion
all the angels came around to help me through
life pulls fast changes
winds blows past pages
all i see is i don't need this
high-strung tight rope walk
ticking time bomb clock
scratch my name
cut these chains
i'm free
kicking out of that prison
i am free
singing those words of wisdom
let it be
nobody gonna put the blues inside of me
in the stress to be the best, i've done it all
i've slammed the doors, i've jammed the locks
i've layed the bricks, i've built the wall
no one could tell me back then
what joy eluded me
kept bumping into that misery
locked up deep down inside of me
took that rage and i
turned that page and i
packed my tools, went back to school
yeah, and i passed my graduation
and i hold my PhD in
crash test blues, I paid those dues
i'm free
kicking out of that prison
i am free
singing those words of wisdom
let it be
nobody gonna put those blues inside of me
time flies by in photographs
and paper scraps and songs
here i stand in ruby slippers
three times take me home
i'm free
i'm free
i'm free
kicking out of that prison
i am free
singing those words of wisdom
let it be (let it be!)
nobody gonna put the blues inside of me
oh yeah, i am free
i am free
i am free
i am free
i am free
i am free
i am free
time flies by in photographs
and paper scraps and songs
here i stand in ruby slippers
three timwes take me home
i'm free
i'm free
i'm free
yeah, I'm free
free
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