I'm surrounded by wallsnThey grow closer when I speaknAnd the ceiling fallsnWhen I try to stand up on my feetnI'm looking for doorsnThey disappear when I breathenThere are plenty of floorsnBut they can't hold mennHow hard can it be?nnMust all sweet things go sour?nDo all adventures have an end?nEvery waking hournI long to bring him back againnnIn a crowded roomnI make believe I'm somewhere boundnWear my best perfumenFooling everyone aroundnnI'm not what I seem.nnI'm as under a spellnWatching and no one can tellnHad I only knownnThese walls were just my own