Now You Have the Freedom
Now you have the freedom
but your childhood is gone
No matter how hard you try
you just can't sing the song
Is it that you've forgotten
the tune or the words?
Oh don't you wish
you could have kept
that childhood song you heard?
The one that rang
within your ears
as you sailed your little boat
The one you sang
down through the years
'til it vanished in your throat
And you were left with nothing
but memories of the worst
and now you've so much wealth and fame
your pockets 'bout to burst
Yeah, now you've have the freedom
but what good is it alone?
It's so sad when you needed it most
The allowance to you was none.
Copyright © Gayle Rodd | Year Posted 2017
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