We all ache
To be free
We all talk and babble
About our freedom
We all insist
That we should be free
We have no idea
What freedom is
We talk a good game
While we imprison ourselves
We preach and demand
In solitary confinement

She walked in
And flashed him a smile
Her voice
Like the morning dew
Refreshed his soul
Her eyes said
All that needed to be said
Let me set you free...

Throw away the key