But I'm still throwing stones inside
A perfect place of perfect isolation A door that leads to desperation How could I forget we keep on playing different games Feeling like a puppet retired from the hands of fate
And why do I still believe This cage was made for you and me
To live a life of perfect isolation On the road to desperation How could I pretend this life was only made for me Steppin' in my cage to free me from my chains
And why do I still believe This cage was made for you and me
Why won't you see that I'm engaged More from Fool's Garden