Songbird in a golden cage, -
She'd prefer the blue.
How I crave the liquor of her song.
Poor bird who has done no harm.
What harm could she do?
She shall be my prisoner her life long.
My songbird wants her freedom.
Now don't you think I know,
But I can't find it in myself
To let my songbird go,
I just can't let her go.
Oh Lord, when your jeweler's eye
Peers into my soul.
Oh Lord, I am overcome with shame.
Take me, Lord, and purify,
Heal me with a word.
Lord, I beg a gift I dare not claim.
My songbird wants her freedom.
Now don't you think I know,
But I can't find it in myself
To let my songbird go,
I just can't let her go.