I wonder if they look for me,

beyond these cellar walls.

For its the little kid that lives in me,

who beckons every call.

It’s been so long since falling off

That I believed we could be strong.

But how can we heal pain,

If there isn’t any fog?

Now for decades long

I sing this song beyond the cellar walls.

For im hoping those that hold me

would just tell me that im strong.

But its that little kid inside me that cant seem to own their wrongs

And the window to our freedom has been unlocked all along.