Fleetwood Mac Freedom
Dim and wavering on a wind blown night
Whose honor, whose anger, cold and quivering
As was the wind blown night
Into which she'd fallen, fallen
Freedom, well it's a thing that is fleeting
Freedom is standing next to you
Well, my intentions were clear
I was with him, everyone knew, poor little fool
Beautiful as you are with that high spirit
Morning star of evil hit me, cut me like a knife
Cool and collected, she became that with time
Totally rejected
Freedom, well it's a thing that is fleeting
Freedom is standing next to you
Well, my intentions were clear
I was with him, everyone knew, poor little fool
It's all in the eyes, it's all in the way that you look
It's all in the way that you say very little
It's all in the way that you talk
Look at me with daggers
It won't do you any good
All the looks that you've used on me
Don't work now that you've fallen, fallen, fallen
Freedom, well it's a thing that is fleeting
Freedom is standing next to you
Well, my intentions were clear
I was with him, everyone knew, poor little fool
Look at me with daggers
It won't do you any good
All the looks that you've used on me
Don't work now that you've fallen, freedom
All the looks that you've used on me
Don't work now that you've fallen, freedom
Freedom, everyone knew
Poor little fool, poor little fool, poor little fool
Freedom, come with me, poor little fool, freedom
