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 spaceTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
