Из альбома: The Soft Machine
I got my freedom back
It’s not the freedom
I’ve known as a kid as a boy
I’m stigmatized
I want closure I want faith
And a start once again
It’s I don’t belong anywhere how will I find a way
Baby, I’m holding back the years we’ve lost
Baby, I’m holding back the years we’ve lost
It’s hard to realize
How far we are from we where
Out of place, bitter, hurt
For it ain’t freedom right
That is open to debate
It is love raising hate
It’s we don’t belong anywhere at least not anymore
Baby, I’m holding back the years we’ve lost
Baby, I’m holding back the years we’ve lost
In a maelstrom
Baby, I’m holding back the years we’ve lost
Baby, I’m holding back the years we’ve lost
It’s I don’t belong anywhere
At least not anymore