As the wind blows

And the birds sing

Free is what I’ll be

 

When others mourn

For those who died

Free is what I’ll be

 

You might be chained

You might cry

But as for me

I will be free

 

I will be free 

When morning comes

When the sun sets

My soul has found rest

 

She might fall from chains

He might stumble over limitations

But as for me

Free is what I’ll be

 

Free is what I’ll be

Free is what I’ll be

As for me

Free is what I’ll be