Knocked down for the last time
Stood up for the first
I gave you my best days
Y ou gave me your worst
I filled my case with memories, possessions and clothes
I closed the door on all that misery and I step out into the cold
Cause I’ve cut myself free at last
My hands are no longer tied
Cause I’m a roaming soul
Hitchin’ a ride
Black clouds hang above me
I think that it might rain
I turn around and see your shelter but I
I carry on all the same
Cause I’ve cut myself free at last
My hands are no longer tied
Cause I’m a roaming soul
Hitchin’ a ride
And I’m hitchin’ a ride
And I won’t turn back
Cause I’ve cut myself free at last
My hands are no longer tied
Cause I’m a roaming soul
Hitchin’ a ride