Freedom
No borderline
can stop me from searching
and I’ll always find myself
underneath my own free skies,
holding out for the world’s wisdom,
making the best of all the lies,
knowing the best is still to come.
And I don’t want to need you,
I don’t want to hold you.
I want to be with you for a while,
I want to hold on,
just want to hold on to you.
I fool the world with a smile,
please tell me what I should do.
I can see the world beneath my feet;
is this the life for me,
is this the home I need?
Sometimes being free
might just be enough,
but it seems I’m running,
running away from love.