My Freedom My Dear....

_{One day we met under this tree
Looking at the sky with peace and love
You ask me something
I would never thought
what do you hold so dear to you?
My freedom my dear
Is what I hold dear to me.}

My freedom is my soul
If I lose it ,I would be alone
Like a puppet
without a soul
Have no life
Lost his light
like a bird
laying in cage
burning with desire
to fly far away
Like a star
Lost her way
Searching in the sky
For a sign she wait

^{Now my dear,here I'm asking you
Would you take away my freedom?
Would you chase away the life from me?
Would you steal my soul from me?}