Jon Allen - How It Feels

There's a high-flying bird
In that October twilight
And I wish that she'd give her wings to me
There's a quicksilver dance
In the chaos of the river
And it makes this old heart hunger to be free

Pretty soon I'll be gone
And the day wil be over
And the night won't allow these eyes to see
While the way is still clear
While there's light enough to guide me
I owe it to my own heart to be free

Oh, Freedom
Oh, Freedom
Oh, Freedom
I want to know how it feels

Worked my hands to the bone
Leant my back to the grindstone
Watch it turn but it never turned for me
Take me out of this place
Far beyond that high window
'Cause you know I'm only living to be free

Oh, Freedom
Oh, Freedom
Oh, Freedom
I want to know how it feels

Oh, Freedom
Oh, Freedom
Oh, Freedom
I want to know how it feels

Oh, Freedom
Oh, Freedom
Oh, Freedom
I want to know how it feels

Oh, Freedom
Oh, Freedom (I want to know how it feels)
Oh, Freedom

Oh, Freedom
Oh, Freedom

Written by:
Jonathon Allen

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Lyrics © Downtown Music Publishing

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