When I was a child * I
could see the wind in the trees
and I heard a song in the breeze * it was there, singing out my name
But I am not a girl * I have known the taste of defeat
and I have finally grown to believe it will all came around again
And though I may not know the answers I can finally say I am free And if the questions led me here, * then I am who I was
born to be
And so here am I * Open arms and ready to stand
I've got the world in my hands * And it feels like my turn
to fly