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?