| Free as my footsteps, my footsteps on the ground
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| Certain of intention but not where they are bound
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| Finding my footing as I fall
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| A little too late maybe baby, but that’s the fun of it all
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| ‘Cause fish have fins
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| Birds have wings
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| I was given these two things
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| To run the world
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| And chase my dreams
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| In my bare feet
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| I’m in my bare feet
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| Cause I want to feel the world’s heartbeat
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| I want to grow tall & strong like a tree
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| Touch the sky with my roots so deep
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| No agenda to my free, no insecurity I’m trying to feed
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| I just want to feel the world’s heartbeat, beat, beat
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| Underneath my bare feet
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| Don’t keep the cares that keep you from your peace
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| Surefooted & lighthearted, just the way you’re supposed to be
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| You ain’t never been a fragile soul and you won’t start now
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| What a shame it’d be to waste your moments on doubt
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| ‘Cause fish have fins & birds have wings
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| We are given these two things
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| To run the world
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| And chase our dreams
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| In our bare feet
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| I’m in my bare feet
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| Cause I want to feel the world’s heartbeat
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| I want to grow tall & strong like a tree
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| Touch the sky with my roots so deep
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| No agenda to my free, no insecurity I’m trying to feed
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| I just want to feel the world’s heartbeat, beat, beat
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| Underneath my bare feet
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| Underneath my bare feet
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| We have more freedom than we realize
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| More choices than we exercise
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| Find me under those blue skies
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| In my bare feet
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| I just want to feel the world’s heartbeat
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| In my bare feet, 'cause I want to feel the world’s heartbeat
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| I want to grow tall & strong like a tree
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| Touch the sky with my roots so deep
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| No agenda to my free, no one else that I’m trying to be
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| I just want to feel the world’s heartbeat, beat, beat
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| Underneath my bare feet |