Like a ghost through the snow
She's melting her way back home
Hoping he'll leave her alone
Through the doors voices raise
Running through all of the history
Fuelled bu afternoon whiskey

Sometimes I shut my eyes and I fly
Over the mountains over the city
And sometimes I shut my eyes and I cry
'Cause I just need my freedom from pity
Freedom from pity

In a place words can't find
She's running with arms wrapped around
Hoping never to be found
Now it's quiet in her room
'Cause he took what he came for
And left the blame with her

All the years that I hid
Trapped in the room that was made
Up for the life I mislaid
Gotta find me a way
I have to move on from the pain
Freedom to dream again

Once I was blind but now I see
And I will stand with dignity
Walk away with my head held high
And I won't be the victim
I found the key to unlock my door
This fear won't hold me anymore
'Cause now I'm strong and I feel secure
And I won't be the victim

Copyright: Universal Music Publishing Group
Writer(s): JEHLISA ANDERSON, PETER ANDREW SMITH