Out in the field where the fireflies dance
I sat with an upturned glass, calm as a river
Inside
Her Majesty a songbird sang
When in the well-bred
dark a man approached me
Asking
And I was told that you could show me the way
He confides nervously
And I, behind my plain
face
There's so much I have to say
Sung the depths of Him I put a finger to His lips
And pressed them shut like this
The dreams of His fathers were worth fighting for
Yielded results that they did not like
to see But they were worth it in the end
And I was told that you could show me the way
He confides nervously
And I,
behind my plain face
There's so much I have to say Sung the depths of Him
I put a finger to His lips And pressed them shut like this
You never saw me in the first place This isn't over quite yet
It's barely started,
I am an offering And now you must take me,
this is my song
I am the songbird needing freedom