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Faith Hill

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Free

(album: Cry - 2002)


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 like right from the start
It did a number on my head
It could never touch my heart
'Cause I have just enough imagination
Just enough to keep the faith
Somehow I would think of what to do
When I'd get lost in a momentary weakness of emotion
All the angels came around to help me through
Life pulls fast changes
Wind blows past pages
All I see is "I don't need this"
High-strung tightrope walk
Ticking time-bomb clock
Scratch my name and 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
Yeah, go
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
And there ain't nothing; I can do about it

And in the stress to be the best
I've done it all
I've slammed the doors, I've jammed the locks
I've laid the bricks, I've built the wall
No one can tell me back then
Why 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
Pack my tools, went back to school
Yeah
And I passed my graduation
And I hold my PhD
And crash test blues out
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 the blues inside of me
Yeah

Time flies by in photographs
And papers scraps and songs
Here I stand in ruby slippers
Three taps takes me home
Yeah

Free
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, yeah
I am free
I am free
I am free
I am free
I am free
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

Time flies by in photographs
And papers scraps and songs
Here I stand in ruby slippers
Three taps takes me home

I'm free
I'm free
I'm free
Yeah
Oh, I'm free, free

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