Where wild minds come to rest
I am in a prison a cold dark prison.
I cannot see or hear what happen outside,
I wish I could, I wish I were out.
I wish somebody will open that door, somebody will come for me.
I wait in the dark and I wish.
But I know nobody comes, nobody will
Nobody can open that door because I have the key.
I make me happy when I think about it, it make me feel free.
So I’m not so afraid of the dark,
When I sit in that prison and wait.