Is it a blessing or a curse to be found, to be found Is it a burden or a gift to be bound, to be bound Are you a comma or a dot to my run-on sentence where I was just a word that had refused to be defined
There is freedom when you say I am through, I am through Room for something to begin all anew, all anew I'm now a horse without a race, I will gallop where I please and with no shame, no hesitation I'll go down upon my knees Oh oh, oh oh
My lonely days are over, over All my lonely days are over, over My lonely days are over!
And Love is love is love is love No matter whom you're thinking of So you can open all those doors that someone closed so long ago Cos you're bolder when you say "I am through, I am through" Room for something to begin.