You Can't Control It, It's Only Freedom Calling

If your dreams thay wake you in the night and your heart is a pounding, maybe it's time to find another place where nobody knows your face. Only when i gave up on my master plan did i then hear freedom calling. The same archetypal image, you cannot control it. I want to dive into the sea of love, but my knees, they are a quaking. I can see myself from high above, and there's no time left for faking. And if your miracle cure is not working any more and the flood banks are a breaking, suddenly yourelma. Suddenly you're on a unknown, open road passing all the long, wide, heavy loads.