To be Free

I did not write this, I just happened upon it while looking for another of Mike Oldfield's compositions (Let there be Light). It struck a nerve. Reminded me that there have been times in my life where I was alone, lost, and some kind of magic happened along to help me on the way. I have several magic makers surrounding me and they know who they are :)

 

You find yourself alone, sometimes
Without a home, no protection
You don't know which way to go
You're lost, no direction

Then suddenly, out of the blue
Some kind of magic comes to you
You don't know how, you don't know why
But someday, gonna take off, fly


(wish, make a wish ...)

My wish would be...

To be free
To be wild
And to be
Just like a child
And if I get lost
I really don't mind
Cos I'm me
Doing just fine

You're out in the cold, sometimes
As far as you can see, misty
And you want to run, into the sun
The road is lost, sand shifty

Then suddenly, out of the blue
Some kind of magic pushes you through
You don't know when, how or why
But someday, gonna take off, fly

And if I had a wish, my wish would be...

To be free
To be wild
And to be
Just like a child
And if I get lost
I really don't mind
Cos I'm me
Doing just fine

Just like a child 

I really don't mind
Cos I'm free
Doing just fine