i had it tough when i was just a little kid
it didn't matter what i thought
it didn't matter what i did
i felt the doubt for what i lacked right from the start
it did a number on my head
but it could never touch my heart
cause i had just enough imagination
just enough to keep the faith
that somehow i would think of what to do
when i'd get lost in a momentary weakness of emotion
all the angels came around to help me through
life pulls fast changes
wind blows past pages
all i see is i don't need this
high-strung tightrope walk
ticking time-bomb clock
scratch my name off
cut these chains
i'm free
kicking out of that prison
i am free
singing those words of wisdom
let it be"