Freedom Of Being Wrong


I think the world is a better place without me

So I start to turn and look around

I try to change the things that I can deal with

But I still feel like a tear of a clown

I try to be as it is expected

But I just can't adjust to the sound


A wind that is too cool to be a breeze

A wave that is lost in the sea

A life that was never meant to be


But why should I throw away what you don't want

And lose my freedom of being wrong

Oh I don't need you to be me


A wind that is too cool to be a breeze

A wave that is lost in the sea

A life that can be what it wants to be

©Words & Music by Ian Andrews