I am a child crying in the shower
Looking at the bruises on her feet
New shoes she bought
Don't fit her at all at all
I am a bird singing by your window
Humming to the songs you play at night
Looking up at me
You'll be thinking something like this
'Oh little bird
Wish I could fly like you
Only if I could fly
Wish I could fly like you'
Sometimes I'll sit out on the bench
Sometimes I'll miss out on the fun
Won't be too long
Till I finally get back home
And you'll be right
here with me
Here
With me
You'll be right
Here
With me
And you'll be right
Here
With me
You called me yours
And I'm satisfied
You called me yours yours
Yours yours
And I'm satisfied
Satisfied