Sitting up high in the willow branches
Wondering why some birds fly so free
I've never been out of my tree

If I jump in the sky will it catch me?
There's a cat on the ground
I wish I had more certainty
I want to be free

Sing songbird sing
I know it's hard, it's a brand new thing
But give it everything and I know everything
Will come to you

I was raised on a song and now they're all gone
Squirrels are here, but that's not what I want to be
They don't sing harmony
I just want to be free

Fly songbird fly
I know it's hard but you'll get by
Here's my guarantee what you're willing to be
Will come to you

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