My heart is free

 

 

I know you want what’s best for me

and that you wish me well;

You’re trying to protect me

and to save me from myself.

 

But you are making things much worse,

by your disguised control.

My heart feels like it’s captured

by the prison bars you hold.

 

Because you don’t know!

You just don’t know.

What’s best for me is in the hands of God.

 

Yes, you don’t know!

You just don’t know.

I need to choose myself, to learn and grow.

 

 

The flames of love transform our souls

and help the world unfold,

creating brand new galaxies

and burning up the old.

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The passion of the heart is strong

and fierce enough already,

and if you try to lock it up,

it might be almost deadly.

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And you don’t know!

You just don’t know.

What’s best for me is in the hands of God.

 

Yes, you don’t know!

You just don’t know.

I need to choose myself, to learn and grow.

 

 

So I will leave you now,

for just a moment or forever,

‘cause I can’t spend my whole life

being nice and good and clever.

 

I need to make my own mistakes,

in order to be free.

That way I can regain my strength

and be all I can be.

 

Because you don’t know!

You just don’t know.

What’s best for me is in the hands of God.

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Yes, you don’t know!

You just don’t know.

I need to choose myself, to learn and grow.