You're a hard one
I know that you got your reasons
These things that are pleasing you
Can hurt you somehow

Now it seems to me, some fine things
Have been laid upon your table
But you only want the ones that you can't get

You ain't getting no younger
Your pain and your hunger, they're driving you home
And freedom, oh freedom well, that's just some people talking
Your prison is walking through this world all alone

Why don't you come to your senses?
Come down from your fences, open the gate
It may be raining, but there's a rainbow above you
You better let somebody love you, before it's too late
　

Dreams For Sale ver.04