He asked me what was one thing i really wanted,
and i had to stop and think for a bit,
but then it came to me as if i were haunted,
and now i get it,

I want happiness and to get away,
from the demons that eat at me,
on the coldest of nights coloured in grey,
he wanted to be free,

I want to be free and not feel like this all the time,
to get away from everything causing me pain,
the feelings are bitter like a lime,
i have nothing more to loose but heaps to gain,

Anyone could have said happiness or love,
the stereotypical **** they all say,
i want to fly away like a dove,
so we don't have to stay,

We could runaway,
Let's go away..