Lyrics Fleetwood Mac

Fleetwood Mac

Freedom

Dim and wavering on a wind blown night

Whose honor, whose anger, cold and quivering

As was the wind blown night

Into which she'd fallen, fallen

Freedom, well it's a thing that is fleeting

Freedom is standing next to you

Well, my intentions were clear

I was with him, everyone knew, poor little fool

Beautiful as you are with that high spirit

Morning star of evil hit me, cut me like a knife

Cool and collected, she became that with time

Totally rejected

Freedom, well it's a thing that is fleeting

Freedom is standing next to you

Well, my intentions were clear

I was with him, everyone knew, poor little fool

It's all in the eyes, it's all in the way that you look

It's all in the way that you say very little

It's all in the way that you talk

Look at me with daggers

It won't do you any good

All the looks that you've used on me

Don't work now that you've fallen, fallen, fallen

Freedom, well it's a thing that is fleeting

Freedom is standing next to you

Well, my intentions were clear

I was with him, everyone knew, poor little fool

Look at me with daggers

It won't do you any good

All the looks that you've used on me

Don't work now that you've fallen, freedom

All the looks that you've used on me

Don't work now that you've fallen, freedom

Freedom, everyone knew

Poor little fool, poor little fool, poor little fool

Freedom, come with me, poor little fool, freedom