loose ties

lying in bed with her head on my shoulder
does she know that i'm running away?
sitting at the breakfast table over coffee
does she realise that i can never stay?

no one can ever tie me down,
tie my limbs to the ground,
i've got to keep moving.
no one can shackle my veins,
dumb down my brain,
i'm always moving.

i'm baking in the sun,
the ground cracks all around me,
it's my definition of freedom
and though there's no smile on my face
i'm happy in my mind,
everything is here that i want to see.

you're welcome to come and join me
if you can move like me
and see the things that i do.
if i want to stop saying how i'm lonely
and how i'm actually happy
to make you smile too.

i know my problem, i need some inspiration,
i don't know where it will come from,
or where i should go.
the other thing i need some motivation,
something to lust for
and things to know.

i don't believe in such a thing as constraint
but then neither do i in love
and that's why they call me crazy 
but i'm thinking maybe 
eveyone's afraid just to disbelieve.