Free to Be Me

At twenty years of age

I'm still looking for a dream

A war's already waged for my destiny

But you've already won the battle

And you've got great plans for me

Though I can't always see

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'Cause I got a couple dents in my fender

Got a couple rips in my jeans

Try to fit the pieces together

But perfection is my enemy

And on my own I'm so clumsy

But on your shoulders I can see

I'm free to be me

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When I was just a girl

I thought I had it figured out

My life would turn out right

And I'd make it here somehow

But things don't always come that easy

And sometimes I would doubt

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'Cause I got a couple dents in my fender
Got a couple rips in my jeans
Try to fit the pieces together
But perfection is my enemy
On my own I'm so clumsy
But on your shoulders I can see
I'm free to be me

And you're free to be you

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Sometimes I believe

That I can do anything

Yet other times I think

I've got nothing good to bring

But you look at my heart and you tell me

That I've got all you seek

And it's easy to believe

Even though

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'Cause I got a couple dents in my fender
Got a couple rips in my jeans
Try to fit the pieces together
But perfection is my enemy
On my own I'm so clumsy
But on your shoulders I can see
I'm free to be me

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Francesca Battistelli