Late nights, silent phone,
small hopes and big dreams,
I turned myself into someone who can't say how I feel freely.
Will you understand or will you misapprehend the things that my heart speaks?
I want to break free from the chains that hold me down,
I blame you so easily yet I'm the one with the key.
I long to go seek a great perhaps and
find parts of me in city streets,
where people dance and lovers eyes meet.
My heart is on fire, waiting for it's chance to go,
but still I stand here with cold feet, desperately scared to leave.
