Free کے بول

I am no longer young, I'm an old man's daughter We got caught with the sun going down We spent most of our days adrift on the water That's how I know my way around And it's hard to be free When freedom is just me And the waves on the terrible sea I could land with the rest of all the broken down birds That's where I found my way home With the rest of the faces on the face of the earth Facing off with the great unknown And all the tears that we cry Is something gone wrong Is somebody lost The places long gone Keep on moving, baby, keep on moving The wave's coming over your knees And it's hard to be free See some things that I see Be some things that I be And come all the way, all the way, all the way home again