When will you see me
Without, the lies that hold the key?
This is yours
This is yours
You're not a prison of your own making
You control your thoughts
They don't control you
You are the master of your own work
You're not a slave to your own ideals
When will you be free
Maybe we could meet for tea?
Your not a prison of your own making
You control your thoughts
They don't control you
You are the master of your own work
You're not a slave to your own ideals
I am yours
I am yours
That's how it goes
Don't you know, don't you know?
I am yours
I am yours
