I just thought...

I thought it was love
taking me so high above.
I thought it was faith
that helped me see in your face.
I thought it was you
who took me all through.
Now I don't think that any more
'cause you've never seen what I wore.
So how could you know me at all?
How could you hear me when I call?
You never knew me or what I did.
You'll never know where I sit.
Now you know it, fine.
How many years? Nine.
You maybe know my name
but not my aim.
You maybe know my voice
but I've done my choice.
Maybe it was my thought
that got me caught.
But now I am as free
to be who I wanna be.

L.