Free as the wind
Depending solely on me...

Paint me a picture
of red,white, and blue...

Look at life through the eyes of the struggle
Giving in to the lies of the hustle...

Ever since she was a young girl
She had dreams, Big dreams...

The smile, the kiss, the sell of a woman
The trial, the mist, the smell of a woman...

One glad morning we looked for you and you were...
But the dance goes on, and the song plays on...