Puppet on a String

Can you leave me here
With my head in the sand,
With my head in the clouds
 
Do you understand the choices
The good and the bad?
The evil and the other...
 
Can you leave me in?
When some of us left?
When the rest of us followed?
 
Do you feel bewildered now?
At what you’ve let go?
At what you believed in?
 
Are you feeling sellers remorse?
Are you left with empty hands?
Or do you feel like you’ve made a new start?
Or have you been led down the path,
Like a puppet on a string?
 
Can you leave me out?
When some of us misled
When the rest of us followed?
 
Do you feel exalted now?
At what you’ve let in?
At what you believed in?
 
Are you feeling buyers remorse?
Are you left with empty hands?
Or do you feel like you’ve made a new start?
Or have you been led down the path,
Like a puppet on a string?
 
Can you think this through, please?
Don’t let it happen, here.
Don’t let it happen, here.
 
Do you feel ignored now?
By what you have said?
By what you believe in?
 
Will you be feeling buyers remorse?
Will you be left with empty hands?
Or will you feel like you’ve made a new start?
Or like you've been led down the path,
Like a puppet on a string?

Lyrics by John Berry