SOUL FREE
Electrifiing dancer - like she´d just escaped
From an electric chair - as if she was walking
Over a field - a field of mines
And see her dancing - there in an arcade
Like a Saint in Hell - nobody takes notice
Don´t care - just walking in line
As if she´s got direct contact
With the place in the hellfire
Just getting in touch with the dead
She likes to dance her Soul Free - Soul Free - Soul Free
A woman is sitting there - on a bar chair
Like a stoned statue - and nobody sees
That she´s wearing - a universe in her head
Damageable smile - got mysterious eyes
Gaze on the dancefloor - see the flashing lights
Vulnerable - just looking sad
As if she´s got direct contact
With a place in heaven above
Just getting in touch with the living
She likes to dance her Soul Free - Soul Free - Soul Free
Night in the city - just staying alive
Everybody plays a role - ´til the morning light
Got to play - turn the music loud
The streets are filled - with crowds of people
Got to lose yourself - just to get in touch
Got to see - bright lights all around
Just to keep a direct contact
To a place in heaven or hell
To get in touch with the dead and the living
And just to keep the Soul Free - Soul Free - Soul Free
(Words & Music: Björn Fabich)