| Who’s that talking? |
| I heard someone speak to me
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| It came from within, a voice that’s crying to be free
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| But I’m a puppet and that is all
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| My life’s the strings and that’s all
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| Free me
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| I want to live my life as it was planned
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| I want to take my Father’s hand
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| And I want to know forgiveness
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| I want to start again
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| Oh take away these strings
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| And set me free
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| How can this be, tell me what is happening
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| 'Cause I’m just a puppet, I tied myself into these strings
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| That weave their silk around my life
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| And lead me on, and that is all
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| Free me
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| I want to live my life as it was planned
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| I want to take my Father’s hand
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| And I want to know forgiveness
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| I want to start again
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| Oh take away these strings
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| And set me free
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| But if I cut my strings surely I’ll only fall down
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| What manner of joke’s this, a puppet changed into a clown?
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| Don’t jest with me I know my place and here I’ll stay
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| To strings I’m tied therefore a puppet I must be
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| I’ll only move when my strings pull that part of me
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| And that is all
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| Free me
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| I want to live my life as it was planned
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| I want to take my Father’s hand
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| Step into the promised land
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| I want to learn to dance, yes I do
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| Happy ever after is the way I’m going to be
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| When I let your love come into me
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| The masks of grief and laughter you’ll take away from me
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| And from these strings you’ll forever
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| Free me
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| I want to live my life as it was planned
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| I want to take my Father’s hand
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| And I want to know forgiveness
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| I want to start again
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| Oh take away these strings
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| Free me, I want to live my as it was planned
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| And so that I can stand
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| I want to take my Fathers hand
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| And step into the promised land
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| I’m going to learn to dance, yes I am |