To be set free would be such a wonderful thing.
I could see trees and stars and sun in spring,
I would be everything, everything he wanted me to be,
I would be strong, I would be passionate,
I would throw my whole life away for his dreams.
That's the way I want to be free,
I want to give everything.
But at night I walk alone,
I see his face and then I'm home.
He doesn't see what I could be,
He's too worried that I'm not free,
He doesn't know he holds the key.
Yes, to be set free
Would be a wonderful thing,
Too bad he'll never quite get to me.
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