Longing

I could go many places in my head
While I'm still sitting just right here
I could see the things I long to see
But then I'm nowhere near

I long for the strings to come away
No more pulls and tugs
But I fear that I will fall and sway
Without you holding me up

Is it written, really or is it a myth
That I might never know
But do I stay in one place or do I drift
One day to you I'll show