(Beth Nielsen Chapman/Annie Roboff)
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`d get lost in a momentary weakness of emotion
All the angels came along to help me through
Life pulls fast changes
Wind blows past pages
All I see is, I don`t need this
Highstrung tight rope walks
Ticking time bomb clocks
Scratch my name off, cut these chains
I`m free...Kicking out of that prison
I`m free...Singing those words of wisdom
Let it be...Nobody`s gonna put the blues inside of me..
And in the stress to be the best I`ve done it all
I`ve slammed the doors I`ve jammed the locks
Laid the bricks, I`ve built the walls
No one could 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
Packed my tools, went back to school
And I`ve passed my graduation
I hold my Ph. D. in crash test blues
I`ve paid those dues
I`m free...
Repeat Chorus
Time flied by in photographs
And paper scraps and songs
Here I stand in ruby slippers
Three taps takes me home...I`m free...
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