Freedom (Rodgers Paul)

All I have is my freedom, these broken wings will learn to fly Born under a hunter’s moon, stars in my eyes Hope in my heart for the world, wanderlust in my soul. I was a drifter on the road to nowhere, a shadow in the wind Like the mist that disappears in the early morning rain. All I have is my freedom, these broken wings will learn to fly I met an angel in a dusty town, chased the demons away Set me up so now I’m freedom bound and set me on my way. Now inside me there’s a fire that rages and it will never die Take the memory and turn the pages, angel, don’t you cry. All I have is my freedom, these broken wings will learn to fly And all I need is my freedom now, these broken wings will touch the sky For, love, fly, fly again.