When I think about the way I used to be
It doesn't seem that I was really me
I always found a reason to be bad, to be mean
Compared to then my life is like a dream
I'm floating on a breeze that carries me
To the place where I can be
Free, free to be me
No longer does my attitude not care
I can look me in the eye and see me there
Those trips around the sun piled up
And now I'm old and wise
I stare into your eyes and realize
Without you I would be the same old guy I used to be
Now I can be
Free, free to be me
Now I'm not the most communicative guy
So if you're wondering where and how and why
Just take my hand, together we will fly
Up to that playground way up in the sky
Where I can be
Free to be me
When I think about the way I used to be
It doesn't seem that I was really me
I always found a reason to be bad, to be mean
Compared to then my life is like a dream
I'm floating on a breeze that carries me
To the place where I can be
Free, free to be me
Free, free to be me
Free to be me