You play with my heart
Pull the strings and watch me dance
One move and I'll do anything
I'd become your slave
But that is not me
Somehow you have changed me
I am not the one I was
Doing anything for nothing
When did this happen
My dancing and singing
The raging and wringing
I don't know why this happened
But it will surely change soon
I don't want the strings attached
we can only be a puppet on a string if we let ourselves be.The choice is soley ours. To dance as a marionnette or be our self-sufficient self........