Free to Be Me

At twenty years of age, I'm still lookin' 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

Tryna fit the pieces together but perfection is my enemy

And 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

See, 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, oh

'Cause I got a couple dents in my fender, got a couple rips in my jeans

Tryna fit the pieces together but perfection is my enemy

And on my own, I'm so clumsy, but on Your shoulders, I can see

I'm free to be me 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, oh

And it's easy to believe, even though

I got a couple dents in my fender, got a couple rips in my jeans

Tryna fit the pieces together but perfection is my enemy

And on my own, I'm so clumsy, but on Your shoulders, I can see

I got a couple dents in my fender, got a couple rips in my jeans

Tryna fit the pieces together but perfection is my enemy

And on my own, I'm so clumsy, but on Your shoulders, I can see

I'm free to be me and You're free to be You