i guess they finally turned you
i heard it in your voice with each you lose the choice...
seasons pass within that grasp 'cause after all of this
you're still alone and after everything you're still on your own and i know what they'll say - you'll have to free yourself again if not now, then when? with all this talk of choosing you'll find your way, you'll find your place
i choose to believe in you
i pray you'll find it soon free yourself again... if not now, then when?