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