I guess they finally turned you

I heard it in your voice

seasons pass within that grasp

with each you lose the choice...

'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

I choose to believe in you

you'll find your way, you'll find your place

I pray you'll find it soon

free yourself again...

if not now, then when?