I was alone in my room feeling sorry for myself. Call me a prophet of doom, I could think of nothing else. I found a Freudian book gathering dust upon my shelf. I thought I'll give it a look, would it hurt or would it help?
Freudiana, do you want to be somebody? Freudiana, do you want to change the world?
I met the Wolfman and the Ratman, Anna-O and Little Hans. They were walking on a tightrope, I never thought they had a chance. And then a hand reached out to hold them just before they tumbled down. But I was standing in a quicksand and I could not feel the ground.
Freudiana, do you want to be somebody? Freudiana, do you want to change the world?
I look back and try to find the part of me I don't know. I won't stop till I see the truth. There's such a long way to go.
I saw a picture of a stranger but I don't understand. He had a ring around his finger and something burning in his hand. And I wanted him to teach me and I needed to believe. But the shadows that he threw me were intended to deceive.
Freudiana, do you want to be somebody? Freudiana, do you want to change the world?
Compositores: Alan Parsons (Alan Parsons Project) (SESAC), Eric Norman Woolfson (PRS)Editores: Universal Music Careers (BMI), Woolfsongs Ltd (PRS)ECAD verificado obra #23828232 em 10/Abr/2024 com dados da UBEM