I'm surrounded by walls   They grow closer when I sleep   And the ceiling falls   When I try to stand up on my feet   I'm looking for doors   They disappear when I breathe   There are plenty of floors   But they can't hold me   How hard can it be?   Must all sweet things go sour?   Do all adevntures have an end   Every waking hour   I long to bring him back again   In a crowded room   I make believe I'm somewhere bound   Wear my best perfume   Fooling everyone around   I'm not what I seem   I'm as under a spell   Watching and no-one can tell   Had I only known   That these walls are just my own