Sunday, December 06, 2009

At twenty years of age
I'm still looking for a dream
A war's already waged for my destiny
But You've already won the battle
And You've got great plans for me
Though I can’t always see
Cause I got a couple dents in my fender
Got a couple rips in my jeans
Try to fit the pieces together
But perfection is my enemy
On my own I'm so clumsy
But on Your shoulders I can see
I'm free to be me
When I was just a girl I thought I had it figured out
My life would turn out right,
and I'd make it here somehow
But things don't always come that easy
And sometimes I would doubt
(Chorus)And you’re free to be you
Sometimes I believe that I can do anything
Yet other times I think I've got nothing good to bring
But You look at my heart
and You tell me That I've got all You seek
And it’s easy to believe
Even though
I love this song it is sort of my philosophy on life-Perfectly Imperfect.
Song is Free to be Me by Franscesca Basttistelli


Cindy said...

Thanks for sharing this!

Sassy Granny ... said...

That girl can sing!

Jan said...

Thank you!