Sometimes..

Sometimes,
i wish that i'm in a faraway place,
a place where no one could find me,
a place where i can call it mine,

It can be my hideaway,
from all the quarrels outside,
from the friends who betray,
a perfect place where i can put down everything,

Yes all i need is just that,
a place i can call my own,
where i'm freed of troubles,
where i can totally relax,

It can be anywhere,
anywhere where it's peaceful,
anywhere near the coast,
or anywhere near the grassland,

One fine day,
i know i'll find that place,
the day when i'm depressed,
the moment when i'm stressed,

When i've really found that place,
i've even thought of the name,
of which i'll call it,
The Gateway to Freedom.