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