What could I say, you just make this okay?
This sort of a key which I stole from you
You better free me, or not? I heard you would not
And sometimes you're real

What could it be when you make this unreal
This sort of a key which you stole from me

But will you come around again?

Shine on me, but don't burn

Free me, or not, I heard you would not
Sometimes it's better just not to go