I'm buying all the things in my hotel room fridge
Frozen pizza sticks to my quivering lips
I couldn't get you all the gold you wanted
But hey, this feels good too
Grandma was crying, praying for a better life for me
I know she's quite mad
I was just trying out the easy way to get along
Without being changed
I cannot be found
When things are drawn for me
And I have no right for a pencil
But I'll stay still
Hiding till the path can look a bit like my own
I'm a harvest rebel stuck in a pigeon cage
I can get no sleep
You can burn my feathers, treat me like an easy prey
I'll stay out of reach
I cannot be found
When things are drawn for me
And I have no right for a pencil
But I'll stay still
Hiding till the path can look a bit like my own
I'm buying all the things in my hotel room fridge
Frozen pizza sticks to my quivering lips
I couldn't get you all the gold you wanted
But hey, this feels good too