I am walking through Rome. With my heart on a string. Dear God please help me. And I am so very tired. Of doing the right thing. Dear God please help me. There are explosive kegs. Between my legs. Dear God please help me. Will you follow and know. Know me more than you do. Track me down. And try to win me?. Then he motions to me. With his hand on my knee. Dear God. Did this kind of thing happen to you?. Now I'm spreading your legs. With mine in-between. Dear God if I could I would help you. And now I am walking through Rome. And there is no room to move. But the heart feels free. The heart feels free. The heart feels free. But the heart... feels free. The heart feels free. The heart feels free...