Telling

the walls around my world again
they want me boxed up and folded and put away
neatly in place, like all the rest
brainwashed and walking in the same line
the same tired line, that is walked everyday

and i always wanted when anyone told my story
that it would never take place in that same line
and i always wanted when anyone told my story
that i would be more, though i don't know what

if all it takes is dreaming
then dreams are all i am
and if all it takes is wings
then i have those too

so baby fly away with me
baby fly away with me