Free

Something happened the other night

Right after the show

Someone handed me a photograph

Of a girl from a long time ago

With wind in her hair, sun in her smile

Hardly a care and no sense of style

She was free

Yeah, free

Couldn't help myself traveling in time

I was back on that stage

Hanging on to Denzel Martin guitar

While the music played, singing

Oh oh oh, oh oh oh

Turning around in an old (?) dress

Barefoot and breezy, a beautiful mess

I was free

Yeah, free

Now I'm thinking 'bout the days gone by

How we change and we don't know why

I'd pull out that old dress if I could

Spin around, it would sure feel good, singing

Oh oh oh, oh oh oh

I can hear the music

Echo from that photograph

The passion and the surrender,

I wanna get that feeling back

The wind in my hair, sun in my smile

Hardly a care and a little wild, singing

Oh oh oh, oh oh oh

(Oh oh oh, oh oh oh)

The wind in my hair, the sun in my smile

Hardly a care, a little wild

The wind in my hair, the sun in my smile

Hardly a care and a little wild

I was free, I was free

Been thinking 'bout the days gone by

And I feel fine