We live in a time.
Were love is a crime.
They say " you can't love her."
And always sound so sure.
They say " It is wrong."
And tell me " I don't belong."
I would try to run away.
In hopes of being free one day.We lived in a time.
Were love was a crime.
Now I can say " I love her."
And always sound so sure.
Now I can say " they were wrong."
Because now I know were I belong.
There is no need to run away.
Because I am free everyday.
