In a little cage, I kept a tiny bird
Sang the sweetest songs that I have ever heard
Born with red feathers and a golden beak
A perfect companion I never had to seek
I fed and looked after her day and night
But she always yearned the freedom of the flight
And though it hurt to see her in such a pain
I knew she was safer here than back out again
So I tried my best to make her feel at home
But her heart was in the skies and always felt alone
So one day I opened the door of her cage a little bit
To see if she loved the cage or wanted to get out of it
She flew away in an instant without a passing glance
I wondered if she was always waiting for a chance
And I saw her fly in little circles to express her joy
Reminded of the time when I was a little boy
Now she’s on her own and not within my sight
I don’t know if hunger can be cured by the freedom of the flight
For I know she isn’t brave enough to stay up in a fight
I don’t know if she’ll ever find a shelter to sleep at night
It has been almost a year now since I last heard her voice
It may have been difficult but I think she made the right choice
The journey will be difficult but she will come out strong
The cage was her prison. The sky is where she belongs
