Tom Fairnie

Lyrics

Being Free

I sent my baby a telegram
To let her know I don’t know where I am
Don’t try to find me; don’t even call
There’s no number, you won’t reach me at all
I’m in the middle of nowhere
As far as I can go there
Finding my feet
No way back
Off the beaten track
Being free

If you’re wondering how I’ve been
I’ve been bad but I’d do it again
There’s a rumour that I’m doing well
Don’t get fooled by a false trail
I’m in the middle of nowhere
As far as I can go there
Finding my feet
No way back
Off the beaten track
Being free

I miss you baby can’t get my breath
Lies like dust are just lying on my breast
I can’t say I’m sorry for every little mistake
I’d choke on sorry, just give me a break
I’m in the middle of nowhere
As far as I can go there
Finding my feet
No way back
Off the beaten track
Being free

I’m in the middle of nowhere…

© Being Free words and music by Thomas Yule Fairnie 99h December 2004