Freedom

Words and Music by Dawn Xiana Moon

He held all her hopes and all her dreams
Why did we fail
She runs with the wind
She flies like a bird he cannot catch
No one can catch
She wants too much, she wants to soar in the heavens

But true love is choosing to let go
True love is freedom
Voluntarily bound until death
She was scared of such love

He said that he loved her that much
She needed to control
Needed to let go
He couldn't understand
But he understood everything
Failure in one area spread
She was lucky to be his

Don't put me in this box
Music was just out of reach
Perhaps she's made to be alone
Don't want this responsibility
Don't want another bound to me
But in the tether she is free

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