There's a boy i know so well
He hides inside his padded cell
And he can see

That he will never be quite free
He takes his time
Steps carefully


There's a girl i see sometimes
She hides behind a dirty mind

And she can see
That she will never be quite free
She takes her time

Steps carefully

Free to make your mind up

Free to choose your fate
Free to hold your hand up
Free; don't leave me standing in the way

'cause i like you
And i'd like to
Be free, be free, be free, be free