Where can I go now that I'm free?
The whole wide world ahead of me
Can I really go to anywhere I see?
But by myself, it'll be hard to be

I'm not used to being on my own
It's scary feeling all alone
Eventually, I'll be coming home

Dare I try again, with you?
See if my heart will tell me true

I'm not sure yet, my only belief.

Late August 1997