There were wonderful moments   When I thought I was free   I would walk through the tall grass   Let the [Incomprehensible] pull at me sometimes      I would plead, back in the car I would listen   To the sound of the engine sing   No matter how old you are   An old song can still make you think of him      How it used to be      Sitting alone at the table   There were times when I could not breathe   I see your ghost in the corner   He never speaks so I have to ask him      What do you want from me?   What do you want from me?      You should turn and go back home   Do you really want to take on this heart of stone?      There were wonderful moments   When I thought I was free   There were wonderful moments   When I thought I was free