I love what I miss
and I miss what I love
I wish things could
be different
From God above

I know there's a difference
between love and hate
I've changed my ways
The other remains
the same
That bird will never
change
thier ways
That bird will stay
in the nest
While bluffing one
and thierself

It will find the food
that suits them best
It's not about loyalty
It's about what
they need
For that bird
It's the mealworm
In the moment
That suits them best

I've loved that bird
I flew away
I love that bird
to this day
But, I can't stay
with something
That will always  astray
Because that's the
only way
they want it
Each and everyday

I'm not looking to
build a nest
I'm beyond that
I contest
I'm looking for
forever more
I'm not looking for
a female Matadore
Who is looking for that bull
to score

I'm looking for
one-on-one
That's not wanting 2 or more
There's a word for this
It's rhymes with score

I want nothing  more to do
with that bird
Fly Away
Fly away

Simba