Once in a house on a hill
A boy got angry
He broke into my heart

For a day and a night
I stayed beside him
Until I had no hope

So I came down the hill
Of course I was hurt
But then I started to think

It shouldn’t hurt me to be free
It’s what I really need
To pull myself together
But if it’s so good being free
Would you mind telling me
Why I don’t know what to do with myself?

To Be Free By Emiliana Torrini

Hope Series, Destiny Series, Breeze Series, Shake It Up & Blowing the Whistle

Once in a house…

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