I keep my head on straight, and my eyes wide open. I try to move forward wishing and hoping. I took a hold of myself in the middle of November. Don’t you look back now, it’s all I can remember. I feel like I’m leaving, like I’m leaving home, like there’s crowds about and I’m not alone. I’m learning to live, living to learn. I’m starting to sing my song, right or wrong. Breaking away, setting me free; freedom in my own me, I’m learning to live. I’ve got my vanity crisis from my beautiful mother. I’m not gonna go there, I’m anything other. Take another deep breath now, it’s just one more hurdle. I’m breaking this line before it comes full circle. I feel like I’m leaving, like I’m leaving home. Like there’s crowds about and I’m not alone. I’m learning to live, living to learn. I’m starting to sing my song, right or wrong. Breaking away, setting me free;Freedom in my own me. I found a place where I can lay my shit down. Somewhere that I can finally be myself, be myself. I’m learning to live, living to learn. Starting to sing my song, right or wrong. Breaking away Setting me free;
Tuesday, June 17, 2008
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