Sometimes I find it hard to find my way home.
The mist and the trees, and I'm all on my own.
Free, to do what you want.
To do what you want.
You were here, but now you are gone.
I look everywhere, I'm now all alone.
Free to do what you want.
To do what you want.
Every time I feel low.
Every time I feel low.
Every time I feel, low.
Now it seems I can't get away.
Nothing for me, here for today.
Free, to do what you want.
To do what you want.
To do what you.
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