I'm letting go
I need to move on
I need to be free
And, yes, I need to fly.

I'm not a caged bird
I don't have wings.
I don't have feathers or black eyes
I don't get to take to the sky.

But I can get into my car
I can take to the highways.
I can move faster than you.
Yes, my Ford is old, but your Chevy has broken down.

My heart is closed and gaurded by walls.
There is no way for you to get it back.
Can I express to you that I no longer care?

Feel free to let me be.

I'm going to drive down to the Alabama coast
I'm going to pick up shells on the Gulf Coast shore.
I'm gonna dance with a boy that I won't have to think about changing his mind.
I will let my feet sink into the sand.

I'm not a caged bird
I don't have wings.
I don't have feathers or black eyes
I don't get to take to the sky.

No, but arms can carry me in the waves
I can move with the currents and not get dragged under.
My legs can move me running on the shore.
I don't have to worry because all my worries fall.

So, please, by the gods, let me be.
Let me go free.