Stop the world I want to get off
Stop the world I want to get off;
Incarceration does not suit me;
My home a prison;
My life is given.
Inertia rules, no remedy.
Four walls do now a prison make
And cabin fever is setting in.
On my study walls
Since holding you became a sin.
It has to be this isolation.
How can I live missing so much?
So please I ask
God speed this task,
I’ll give forever for just a touch.