My Own Space

Sittin' high on a hillside, takin' in all the growth

Time to throw away my problems, 'cause I made 'em up myself

So I took all those worries, put 'em up on a shelf

And headed on down to the seashore

Clouds slowly passin' as I walked on the sand

I picked up a seashell, and I made up my plan

I could feel the spirit of life in my hand

As I reached my destiny

Whoa-oh-oh-oh, oh-whoa

I feel free

Whoa-oh-oh-oh, oh-whoa

Where I can have my own space

I walked on the beach in the early morn

I ran on the sand 'til I could breathe no more

I stood on a rock, looking out at the sea

And believed what I said when I said, "I feel free"

Whoa-oh-oh-oh, oh-whoa

I feel free

Whoa-oh-oh-oh, oh-whoa

Where I can have my own space