Is your number high on a concrete wall
With an intercom that cries
Is your family lost in scattering
Thirty storeys high
I will be free
I`m meant to be
I will be free
Do you wait for luck in your letterbox
And the joy that it will bring
Do you wait for moments of charity
A letter from a King
I will be free
I`m meant to be
I will be free
In the end that`s something worth fighting for
In the end that`s something worth fighting for
And you pray for sun in a frozen wind
And you make your bed on the street
And you keep your spirit awake
And you mix your blood with the beat
I will be free
I`m meant to be
I will be free
In the end that`s something worth fighting for
In the end that`s something worth fighting for
In the end that`s something worth fighting for
In the end that`s something worth fighting for
And you pray for sun in a frozen wind
And you make your bed on the street
And you keep your spirit awake
And you mix your blood with the beat
I will be free
I`m meant to be
I will be free
In the end that`s something worth fighting for
In the end that`s something worth fighting for
In the end that`s something worth fighting for
In the end that`s something worth fighting for