• Sitting on my bed I spy
    A little bird that caught my eye
    When I looked closer I saw it's cage
    It enflamed me with long lost rage
    It was confined so it could no longer fly
    For some reason all I could do was cry

    Sitting on my bed I spy
    A little bird that caught my eye
    Whose cage caused me so much pain
    It took a part of me I couldnt regain
    What could I do, What could I say
    All it did was sit there all day

    Sitting on my bed I spy
    A little bird that caught my eye
    One day it will be free
    Someday I'll see that little bird was me
    That little bird will fly
    It'll tell me it's my turn to try