Freedom

Surrounded by people, lost in the crowd
Feet on the pavement and my head in the clouds
And I revel in this freedom that I have found

A maker of plans that change every day
Dreams that seem so far away
How can I feel sad, with everything going my way

I can’t fit all these pieces together
The woman, the child, friend, and the lover
Four faces uneasy with each other

Surrounded by people, the world at my feet
Searching for something to make me complete
Freedom can be bittersweet

And the clouds that surround me, they block my view
So that all I can see is the outline of you
Give me some kind of clue

Cause I can’t fit all these pieces together
The woman, the child, the friend, and the lover
Four faces uneasy with each other

I’ve gotta do some growing up inside
You see a woman, I still feel like a child
There are miles and miles between
Where I am, and where I want to be
I want to be…

Surrounded by people, sure of my place
Feet on the pavement and a smile on my face
A smile on my face

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