Nothing is happening in my head
I’m so [bad word] Writer’s block and white
Is the page

I wanna fly, fly
Oh so high
Never have to get back to this place
I do deserve a better life
Without you by my side

And I’ve gotta go now
Let me go
I gotta turn the page
I gotta go now
I gotta go
I gotta go now
I gotta go now
I, I…

I’m no long afraid of loneliness
I’m okay by myself
I was in jail locked up
In your arms

Then now I’m free, free
Oh my God
I see the late for the first time
My sight is sore
But my heart is alive, is alive, is alive, is alive…

And I’ve gotta go now
Let me go
I gotta turn the page
I gotta go now
I gotta go
I gotta go now
I gotta go

And I’ve gotta go now
Let me go
I gotta turn the page
I gotta go now
I gotta go
I gotta go now
I gotta go now
I, I…

And I’ve gotta go now
Let me go
I gotta turn the page
I gotta go now
I gotta go
I gotta go now
I gotta go

And I’ve gotta go now
Let me go
I gotta turn the page
I gotta go now
I gotta go
I gotta go now
I gotta go now
I, I…

I gotta go
I gotta go
Please let me go
Please let me go
I gotta go
I gotta go