Moving up and down
And back to where I've been
No matter what I do, I'm trapped
Like a man in a jail of his own
Everything I want is old
Inspired by then
Everything I feel is false
Like a lie, like a younger man's own

Free
But not really free
But not really

Stop me looking back
To look for what once was
Get me on my own and I'll prove
That I'm a changed man, ready to roll
I see my younger self
In front, behind, above
I see him in the street, in the pub
In everything, all that I do

Free
But not really free
But not really