A name that I have given to myself
A name meant to start a brand new life
A room with books, and maps, and all I need where I am free to write and read
Isn't this what I have dreamed?
Why am I still stuck here in between
Day by day the writing seems all wasted
Night by night the pages stay unwanted
Who decieds what I 'm allow ed to write
when they've set the rules, kept me out side
I don't need a cage that you've designed
Give back my pen and I'll defy
There's a fire that's burning in my heart
A story that is worth the fight
I won't let go, I won't let go ohh
Coming through the darkest clouds
Breaking free and growing wild never reconciled
It's to be heard It's to be heard
No more chains will hold it tight
No more shadows will hide
that burning voice...
Day by day the chasing seems all in vain
Night by night the yearning grows in more pain
Let them call me what ever they want
I am sick pretending to be fine
what it costs for me just to be seen take back my pen, I won't re gret
There's a fire that's burning in my heart
A story that is worth the fight
I won't let go, I won't let go ohh
Coming through the darkest clouds
Breaking free and growing wild
never reconciled
It's to be heard It's to be heard
No more chains will hold it tight
No more shadows will hide that burning voice...
Call me John, or anything else
a name won't stay but the truth won't wash a way
The truth a waits a waits