Ask for everything when you can lose
Soon you will, all that you can use
Rose-tint my world in a shade of green
Now you can't speak, you are the queen

Freedom is a point of view
Your locked jail is true
I do believe you owe me what's due
Freedom is a point of view

The distance is minuscule
Spacious difference is infinite
There seems to be more space
Between minds across the universe

I will keep you hidden away
For you're molded straight from clay
Oh my dearest, hopeless doll
I will never allow you to fall

Freedom is a point of view
Your locked jail is true
I do believe you owe me what's due
Freedom is a point of view

My poetry is meaningless
On the scale of everything
There is more to life
Than simple passing