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 sea shore 

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 ho ho ho oh oh oh whoa 
I feel free 
Whoa ho ho ho 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 till 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 ho ho ho oh oh oh whoa 
I feel free 
Whoa ho ho ho oh oh oh whoa 
Where I can have my own space