Sittin' high on a hillside takin' in all the growth Time to throw away my problems Cause i made 'em up myself So i took all those worries, put 'em up on a shelf And headed on down to the sea shore
Clouds slowly passin' as i walked on the sand I picked up a seashell and i made up my plan I could feel the spirit of life in my hand As i reached my destiny
Whoa ho ho ho oh oh oh whoa
I feel free Whoa ho ho ho oh oh oh whoa Where i can have my own space
I walked on the beach in the early morn I ran on the sand till i could breathe no more I stood on a rock looking out at the sea And believed what i said when i said I feel free
Whoa ho ho ho oh oh oh whoa I feel free Whoa ho ho ho oh oh oh whoa Where i can have my own space
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