The day in the evening light, when the bars of freedom fall

I watch the two of you, in the shadows on the wall

How in the darkness steals, last of the choices from my hand

Then will I begin to understand

I had to be free, had to be free

From feelings that haunted

I wanted to see, wanted to be

Alone if needed

I have to be, wanted to be

Free . .

(Sarah Brightman - Free)