Barbara Kessler Mary Tyler Moore
I worry about being happy I worry about the cost I imagine the worse So I'm prepared for any loss I don't wanna worry anymore I push myself out the door Snow falls like a decision I made before I knew why I take a breath and cross the street Throw my hat off to the sky I wanna be that free And walk that line so aimlessly And hug that world outside my door Like Mary Tyler Moore Mary, you were so real to me Mr. Grant had nothing on you You could speak your mind yet be polite You were a paradox in pantsuit Oh I know I could live my life as true I wanna be that free? Pregnant with possibility I wanna give it a name There's something huge inside of me I wanna give it away I know I can't hold it inside me no more I wanna be that free?