Prime Ministers is operative behind during a studio on a follow-up album. Meanwhile a new lane and chronicle of Far From Free, creatively available for their initial manuscript is already being promoted. It is a radio disdainful book that has also its video version released on February/2011 and ranked 1st. already for two consecutive weeks.
Lyrics
I’m looking around I’m turning my head Feeling many things that I thought were behind me Walking the line Falling behind I wish I could see all the love that surrounds me
No one is home, don’t knock on my door No one is home, don’t knock on my door I’m not as strong as before, nobody home……….
Because I’m far from free Too blind to see I’m far from free I just want to break free
I want to let go Don’t know if I could I’m lifting up a ton of bricks while trying to please you I want to know Where is my soul Looking far and down Facing up and behind me
I’m still gone don’t knock on my door I’m still gone don’t knock on my door If I could be like before Nobody home, nobody home
Far from free Too blind to see I’m far from free I just want to break ….
And I know that someday I will be Making love with life as one should be Moving out of these four walls Don’t want it anymore, If too many years I had to stay, Playing many games until today Until I can break free…
Far from free Far from free Too blind to see Too blind too blind I’m far from free From free I just want to break
I want to let go, don’t know if I could I’m lifting up a ton of bricks while trying to please you I want to know Where is my soul? I want to know Where is my soul?
