Atame

I don't want this false freedom anymore
pretending that I am free when I know it's not true
my illusions are prisoners today
And none of my dreams could come true
that's why I cry
because wanting to be happy I moved away from you
and I recognize that I am free
only by serving you
Tie me to the walls of your great love
lock me in the depths of your heart
because there is freedom
show me the path to walk on
correct me when I fail
and I will never walk away
because without you I am like a wounded bird
about to die
I am like a book
whose end has not been written
I am the memory of what I once was