Cinderella Sick For The Cure

There used to be a time when I thought I had the answers
Answers to the questions that nobody knew
Used to be a time when I had some time
But when I had the time I didnt know what to do
Wasted all those years never gettin any younger
Times kept a changin, but I still got the hunger
Only trouble is the walls are closing in
Sometimes I want to give it all away
I just want to be free
Free like the wind
And if the wind fills my sails then Im never coming back again
Maybe Ill head down south to new orleans
Wouldnt have no taxes cause I wouldnt have no means
Looking for a genie that could fill my dreams
But dreams become reality and real aint what it seems to be
I just want to be free
Free like the wind
And if the wind fills my sails then Im never coming back again