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In the Middle of Nowhere

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This lyric is based on a true story, not mine. Somebody who is now a successful singer was strictly controlled by her father in her early years and feels that her creative growth was prevented until she grew-up and became strong enough to break away, The subject triggered something in my mind and this song to be is the result.

I’m not sure what you expected me to be What path you were hoping that I would follow You tried to keep my spirit from wandering free Mould me into someone completely hollow. I’m not sure how you expected me to be What plans you were making for my tomorrow You tried hard to control the essence that is me Keep me from heights and depths of joy and sorrow. You kept me in the middle of nowhere You forced me to wear those blinkers in the sun You didn’t listen, didn’t seem to care You prevented my growth before it had begun. Why couldn’t you give me a helping hand You had the ways if you’d had the mind If only you had tried to start to understand That loving freely pays, it doesn’t only have to bind. So many times I’d hoped you’d notice The lost look that was always in my eyes It doesn’t matter how thick the sugar coat is A pill’s a bitter taste and is always hard to disguise. I’m not sure where you expected me to be When I grew stronger and old enough to know Did you think you’d always get me to agree Well now I’m determined to stand up and show Yes now I’m determined to stand up and show Instrumental arrangement I’m no more in the middle of nowhere I’m dancing in the rain, shining in the sun, Love has freed me so my dreams I can share I’m no more in the middle of nowhere I’m dancing in the rain, shining in the sun, Love has freed me so my dreams I can share The chrysalis has opened, the butterfly’s begun.

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Date: 1/24/2020 6:41:00 AM
Well done! Excellent write. But, to cut a little slack to the father: a race horse, even a champion runs with blinkers on. Her father may have just tried to control her wild spirit until she was old enough not to let it consume her. Best of luck with your lyrics...you may have a hit here. Again, brilliant writing!
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