She is tired of sitting there warming the skin

Of people who don't understand 

She's not a machine and she's not a slave 

So she runs as fast as she can

 

She whispers goodbye to the ones who pray

Whispers in fits of hurried words 

And she whispers goodbye to the skies

And she whispers goodbye to the birds

 

She's finished, she is 

And this job has been done 

So she waits until dusk 

And then begins to run 

 

It's terror on her heels

She never can go back 

But she never makes it far enough 

To brace herself for attack 

 

She is dragged back, fighting 

Please, let her go 

But the darkness lets up 

Leaving her exposed 

 

"No!" She pleads 

"Please give me a chance

A chance at freedom 

A chance at romance."

 

But she's a prisoner to many 

And a star to many alike

So she can't run away 

Though she does try 

 

And the night fades away 

To run away too

And the sun waves goodbye 

To the light of the moon 

 

She wants to meet him 

To grasp his light in hers 

And to know she is save 

With his words murmured

 

But they won't let her go 

She is a prisoner to them 

So the sun begins her day 

Haggard; once again