Moving up and down And back to where I've been No matter what I do, I'm trapped Like a man in a jail of his own Everything I want is old Inspired by then Everything I feel is false Like a lie, like a younger man's own Free But not really free But not really Stop me looking back To look for what once was Get me on my own and I'll prove That I'm a changed man, ready to roll I see my younger self In front, behind, above I see him in the street, in the pub In everything, all that I do Free But not really free But not really