Free at Last
Alexander W. Cowan, Raphaelle Standell Preston
I missed the bus
I didn't arrive on time
And our chance drove right past us
Drove to some place
We couldn't find
Have never even heard of
Have never even heard of
My cheek pressed against the window
My cheek pressed against my hand
My cheek pressed against the window
Wondering, wondering, wondering, if that was the end
If that was the end, I'm free at last, I'm free at last
But I won't feel that for a few months or so
For now it's just heavy under blankets
For now it's just alone on the sidewalk
Looking up at new buildings
Looking up at new clouds
And wondering, wondering, wondering
If you're looking at the moon where I am
I'm free at last