i guess they finally turned you
i heard it in your voice
seasons pass within that grasp
with each you lose the choice...

‘cause after all of this
you’re still alone
and after everything you’re still on your own
and i know what they’ll say -
you’ll have to free yourself again
if not now, then when?

with all this talk of choosing
i choose to believe in you
you’ll find your way, you’ll find your place
i pray you’ll find it soon

free yourself again...
if not now, then when?