Once I was a boy
Free as the birds that fly
From the trees to the sky
And just like a boy likes to do
I would dream and plan
I'd still be free as I was
When I was a man
How does a man become a puppet?
A puppet with strings
Attachments and things
That bind you?
Tell me, how does a man become a puppet?
You keep running fast
But somehow the past
Will find you
That's the way it goes
So I made my mark
I found success has brought
So much less than I sought
And I just get pulled back and forth
In my search for joy
I'm not as free as I was
When I was a boy
How does a man become a puppet?
A puppet with strings
Attachments and things
That bind you?
Tell me, how does a man become a puppet?
You keep running fast
But somehow the past
Will find you
If there's such a thing
As a man that's free
Why can't it be me?