Free to Be Me Songtext
von Francesca Battistelli

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

′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
An′ on my own I'm so clumsy
But on your shoulders I can see
I′m free to be me


When I was just a girl
I thought I had it figured out
See, 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

'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

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


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 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
An' 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