There was a time when I was young
And running free, free and wild
Like a Summer breeze, until I was told to come inside
It was getting dark, too dark to see

They used to say you can live your dreams
Both free and wild, but true words are like rare birds
Dreams beyond your sight, don’t look away
When no one else believes
When it’s getting dark, too dark to see

You’ve got to free yourself

I found true love when I was old
Still free and wild
But my Love felt, that love was a trap
Instead of a fair wind blowing at her back
Lifting up above, up above the grey
Beyond the pale and the fray

She had to free herself

When it’s time to leave this body behind
With nothing left to find
But the Summer breeze of my memory
Of our memories

I had to free myself
You have to free yourself