Is there anywhere
Where spirits are free?
Is there any way
To make it so for you and me?
Cry from inside out,
Cry and try to let it flow.
Sometimes you’ve got to live
In the place where you want to go
On the inside, from the inside,
Live free
Dreams there were in the night
Feeling still a mystery to me
Dreams there are for a new place to be
But I can’t quite feel it now.
Oh, this is my plea
Let me know where I can be
In a life full of free creativity.
