Free — текст песни (Faith Hill)

(Beth Nielson 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 doubts 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 angel`s came around to help me through

Life pulls fast changes
Wind blows past pages
All I see is I don`t need this
High strung tightrope walk
Ticking time bomb clock
Scratch my name off
Cut these chains

I`m free...kicking out of that prison
I`m am free...singing those words of wisdom
Let it be...nobody gonna put the blues inside of me

And the stress to be the best I`ve done it all
I`ve slammed the doors I`ve jammed the locks
I`ve 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 passed my graduation,and I hold my PH.D
In crash test blues I paid those dues

I`m free...kicking out of that prison
I am free...singing those words of wisdom
Let it be...nobody gonna put the blues inside of me

Time flies by in photographs and paper scrapes and songs
Here I stand in ruby slippers,three times takes me home

I`m free...kicking out of that prison
I am free...singing those words of wisdom
Let it be...nobody gonna put the blues inside of me