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