The Freedom of being Lost

Open this and play it while reading this http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=WEG9qd5q8ms  it was the inspiration for this.  
 
If I was a bird, I could just escape  
Feel the wind flowing above the landscape  
Realities and occupations left behind  
I would fly to the highest mountains in the skyline  
Just sit and watch the world for a time  
My eye reflecting the clouds moving in a line  
But eventually the memories would come back  
The girl I liked, the what if, the answers I lack  
Is my family doing okay?  
My mind would wander day by day  
Until I got the urge to fly back to see  
See the girl I wanted to love is happy  
With another guy that I wish I was  
My family are no different than before  
I look through the window where I once was  
I can't even knock on the door  
So I fly away trying to forget it all  
Fly to the farthest countries for escape  
Tears falling on the wind like rain drops  
See the world and understand everything I can  
Yet the memories still come back  
Riding the tails of the wind  
Riding it with me, I can't escape sin  
Forget where I came from and the people I knew  
Everything I thought about freedom was true  
I have all the world to think now  
I wonder if they think of me while I'm gone?  
So I return to the mountain tops  
Where I sit and watch the clouds fly by  
The beautiful clouds creating for me an audience  
They all watch passing by  
As I hold my wings to myself and fall  
With the leaves in the fall  
To the earth where I once walked  
Goodbye to the people I once talked  
I found everything but at what cost?  
I am free, therefore I am lost.