Me...for...FREE!

I'm Free To Be Me!

At twenty years of age I'm still looking for a dream

A war's already waged for my destiny

But You've already won the battle

And You've got great plans for me

Though I can’t always see

(Chorus)

‘Cause I got a couple dents in my fender

Got a couple rips in my jeans

Try to fit the pieces together

But perfection is my enemy

On my own I'm so clumsy

But on Your shoulders I can see I'm free to be me

When I was just a girl I thought I had it figured out

See My life would turn out right, and I'd make it here somehow

But things don't always come that easy

And sometimes I would doubt

Ohhhhh

(Chorus)

'Cause I got a couple dents in my fender

Got a couple rips in my jeans

Try to fit the pieces together

But perfection is my enemy

On my one I'm so clumsy

But on your shoulders I can see I'm free to be me

And you’re free to be you

Sometimes I believe that I can do anything

Yet other times I think I've got nothing good to bring

But You look at my heart and You tell me

That I've got all You seek Ohhhh And it’s easy to believe

Even though

(Chorus)

I got a couple dents in my fender

Got a couple rips in my jeans

Try to fit the pieces together

But perfection is my enemy

On my own I'm so clumsy

But on your shoulders I can see

I got a couple dents in my fender

Got a couple rips in my jeans

Try to fit the pieces together

But perfection is my enemy

On my own I'm so clumsy

But on your shoulders I can see I'm free to be me

And you're free to be you

Words and Music by:

Francesca Battistelli

• This is by far...my new favorite song right now! The words are so true. When you buy a brand new car everything is perfect, a perfect fender, perfect doors, perfect seats, perfect smell...perfect everything. When you buy a new pair of jeans you think perfection! Hopefully the fit is perfect, the look is perfect, there are no stains and no rips. But after so long both of these things get ran through the mill. You get into a fender bender or you wear your new pair of jeans so much that they begin to thin out and eventually rip. Such is life. The longer you stick around here on Earth the more ran down you become. We try to stop this process thinking that we can become perfect...or like me...I never want to show my flaws. I never want people to know what I am going through...because to me it makes it so much easier. In reality though it makes it harder on myself. I have to realize that I am FREE to be me! Jesus already paid the price and he sealed it in the blood of the lamb!