Child you're talking of freedom 
Painted on your garden wall 
It's not there at all 
Child you're talking of wisdom 

You say wisdom is a golden rule 
You ain't no fool 
But you don't know who it is 
Who calls you name 

In the light of the golden moon 
You don't know who it is who brought you here 
And chained up your heart 
So soon 

Child you're life is a fairytale 
And it's not the same 
And the clouds 
You're hiding behind 

In your misty mind have disappeared 
Like a sailor far from the shores of your dreams 
And far from the love of your home 
Sailor lost on your own misty seas 

And the chains on your heart, baby 
Might be my love 
Might be my love 
It's so confusing 

And you feel that you're loosing yourself 
But, there over the mountain 
You thought you'd never have to climb 
There's a road 

Reaching and stretching 
To the corner of your mind 
Like a river casts aside the dust 
And grows and grows as it flows 

The feeling deep inside of you 
Must break like a dam 

So set you free 
So set you free 
So set you free.