Unreachable

Why must it always be so hard
To live a life of freedom
When it seems we must sacrifice
Everything we hold dear
So much that I would like to say
Is censored before it passes my lips
For fear someone else would hear
And hold it inches above my head
I wish I could make you understand
What I'm trying to say
But I'm not allowed to talk to you
I've got to keep far away
It's so frustrating to keep up hope
When all is seemingly lost
Because I want so much to show you
That I am worth a chance
So somehow I must find a way
A peaceful, quiet place
Where you and I can run and hide
So we can conversate.

10 December 1998

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