The Freedom of My Soul

The freedom of my soul is my one goal The freedom of my soul, I can't afford to let it grow old. You! You are the chain that binds my brain. I must find strength within, my life I must begin again. And though this move of my desire will hurt me bad, it's the thing to make my soul glad. I must to my own self be true, I can't keep waiting for you. I love you, yes, always I do, but to myself I must be true. I've asked you time and again to treat me like a friend. I don't know what it is about me that makes you vile, but it's my turn to live for a while. And though it hurts me to go my separate way, God says there is a brighter day. So if one day you do suppose that you and I will have the same goals, then do you come to my heart with glee, for you my love, then too will be free.