© 2005 Christopher Paul all rights reserved.

Hazy darkness, you shine your light. The men go crazy. I step aside. Reflex attraction go stand in line. How can this beauty, I can't define. Hold her composer, and she'll dance. Around my petty little tries.

Free Spirit coming down from above. Free Spirit coming down.

Angel in leather, she rides a bike. She rides for freedom, across the countryside. Reckless abandon misunderstood. No one could own her, and no one should. You can not control her, don't even try.Out toward the desert she will ride.

Free spirit coming down from above
Free spirit coming down

Free spirit coming down from above
Free spirit coming down

She lifts and frees

Free spirit coming down from above
Free spirit coming down

My spirit

Free spirit coming down from above
Free spirit coming down

Let go come free

Free spirit coming down from above

Your spirit

Free spirit coming down
Free spirit coming down from above

Come free

Free spirit coming down