Have you ever talked in your dreams?
Ran away from something
That wasn’t even chasing you
Just to find out that you’re crazy.
What a way to live.

I’ve seen so much that I thought
I would grow to fear what I’ve loved.
I want a million things
That I can’t make a list.
I thought I wanted the simple things,
And I still do,
But I find myself wanting to break free.

I was the king of a century
Long fantasy that I forgot
What it meant to live.
Deep down I thought I knew
What I wanted.
I thought I knew what
It meant to be wanted.

Many times have I counted down
That I lost track of when I knew
I wasn’t going to see the face of fear.
A million things I want
But not enough pride to take.
Living simply in life is what I want
And it’s what I live for,
But I find myself wanting to break free.