A way out of here

I thought i'd find a way out of here, through a crack in the sky or a whispher near. the walls chase in, the days grow long but still search, still i long. for fredom's breath, for a distant store, a place where shadows haunt no more. I thought i'd find a way out of here, in the quite dawn or a falling tear. the night is deep, the stars are sky, they speak in riddle, makes me try. to understand their silent plea, to break these chains and just be free. I thought i'd find a way out of here, in the rustling leaves or a lover's cheer. but every path leads, me bac, to the same old room, the same old track. yet hope persists, like a stobborn flame, it whisphers softly, calls my name. I thought i'd find a way out of here, in a heartfelt laugh or a vanishing fear. so i'll keep seeking, through joy and pain, though sunlit fields and endless rain. for somwhere out there lies my escape, a dream, a hope, a world to reshape. I thought i'd find a way out of here, and maybe soon that path will clear. until then, i'll hold this hope so dear, that someday, some how, i'll just disappear.