Right now I feel like a bird
caged without a key.
Ev'ryone comes to stare at me
with so much joy and reverie.
They don't know how I feel inside.
Through my smile I cry.
They don't know what they're doing to me,
keeping me from flying.
That's why I say that I know why
the caged bird sings.
Only joy comes from song.
She's so rare and beautiful to others.
Why not just set her free
so she can fly, fly, fly,
spreading her wings and her song?
Let her fly, fly, fly,
the whole world to see.
She's like a caged bird.
Fly, fly, ooh, just let her fly,
just let her fly, just let her fly,
spread her wings,
spread beauty, mm.