Can I set myself free of these eyes?
This heart, this mind, this life?
Can I walk out of this body and come to you?
Can I set myself free of what they say is me?
Can I sit by your pillow, kissing your tired brow?
Can I rock you in my arms, smoothing every line on your forehead?
Can I whisper sweet dreams into your mind?
Can I place a smile on your lips?
Can I set myself free?
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