Night falls and I start pondering
what my life would be like
if I wasn't
attached to these strings
would I see the nighs sky
My wooden hands won't
do the things
I'd like them to do
My clumsy feet won't take me to the
paths
that I long to
I don't feel sorry for myself
I just want to be able
to be
in control of my life
it would be the first time
While dancing to other
people
I think I lost myself
in the swirls of this game I
just want to
end
I have no will of my own
I am a puppet
With these strings I'm
imprisoned
I am nothing
My feet force to a figure
I wouldn't want them to
do
My hand's waving my head's nodding
There's nothing I can do
All the
audience sees is a
puppet smiling
Its feet moving in a figure and
it's
waving and nodding
I don't feel sorry for myself
I just want to be able
to
be in control of my life
it would be the first time
While dancing to other
people
I think I lost myself
in the swirls of this game I
just want to
end
I have no will of my own
I am a puppet
With these strings I'm
imprisoned
I am nothing
All the audience sees is a
puppet smiling
Its
feet moving in a figure and
it's waving and nodding
I have no will of my
own
I am a puppet
With these strings I'm imprisoned
I am nothing
