Put your foot in your mouth, boy;
You can't tell me you're sorry.
But I don't care for your lies.
I'm over it, over you.
So now I smile,
Skip away.
The world has color,
The birds sing,
And I'm free.
I'm the epitome of joy.
Freedom Song,
Can't be sung.
It's in the wind,
In my heart.
This boy can't turn down the volume,
This boy can't put it on mute.
Freedom's song,
Is not a song at all.
I dance without music,
As the rain comes down.
The lightning's a disco ball,
The thunder is my playlist.
The trees grow tall,
And the grass is green.
The sun doesn't shine,
But I smile.
And not all the pain in the world,
Can put me down today.
The sky's got a cloud.
And if it rain's,
Let it rain.
Freedom's song
Will repaint the sky;
Make the gray blue.
If love can save us,
Who says I want to be saved?
I can live on my own.
I can dream on my own.
I can listen,
To freedom's song.
