On a stormy night I laid my life to the house of god and got down on my knees
Like a little boy lost outside all alone as I hear the wind ripping through the trees
I saw an angel in a marble wall so I carved until I set her free
She wrapped me in her warm embrace and said that she'd look over me
She looks over me, she got me back on track, she gives me hope
She took me through the bad times that I knew were round the corner she held me close
My angel lives in a stained glass window by the old church by my home.
The thought of not having my angel chills me to the bone.
I feel so free, free to be me
I feel so free, free to be me
On a stormy night I laid my life to the house of god and got down on my knees
Little boy lost all alone as I hear the wind ripping through the trees
She looks over me, she got me back on track she gives me hope
Took me through the bad times that I knew were round the corner and she held me 
I saw an angel in a marble wall so I carved until I set her free
She wrapped me in her warm embrace and said that I will always be so free
Free to be me
I feel so free
Free to be me
I said that time that your wasted is not wasted time, reality leaves a lot to your imagination
I was aimlessly wandering through my life, in fact wandering through life was my true dedication
I feel so free
I feel so free
I feel so free