Every night and day

all the fears go away

but when new moon they just came 

Why are these fears still the same

They say if you have sinned, you must pay

and there in the shadows, you must stay

and something deep within me

that I alone must still see

Why are they creaking in the walls

and make me suicidal in shadowy falls

this darkness really knows me well

it make me a puppet for show-and-tell

I always wanted to be free

to run in wide plains and swim in a deep sea

and I want to be me as I say

" Make me grow wings and fly away "