بسم الله الرحمن الرحيم
Locked up in this box that keeps turning me around
on
the same spot, every day, every second, to the same sound -
I
straighten up when the sun rises with the very same hopes,
On
and on until sunset like a never ending soap.
As
the days go by, I wonder, will I ever fly?
Will
I ever rise, like the sun, high above the sky,
Or
will I remain in this box, locked up in the same tune,
Watching
the sun at day and at night the moon,
Will
I keep waiting or is freedom coming soon?
I'm
stuck on the spot and I just can't move on,
I
don't wanna turn around any more to the very same song -
What
am I waiting for, what is taking so long?
I can hear the echo of my own calls and every time I want to break these walls,
I
only keep hurting myself, yet I keep turning as life is going on and
on and on...
I
thought life already locked me up inside of its prison, then I met
you.
And I
realized, I'm locked up inside you, too.
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