I faltered when I stepped first into light But you held my hand and I felt assured. So I sang to find favour in your sight: You smiled and said, She has a voice like a bird.
My needs were simpler then; I could believe Myself complete, and you nothing to teach. I was entranced; I took too long to leave -- I had meant to fly out of your reach
The cage is beautiful, but still a cage And sleeping here has made me too soon old. You, why have you never yet seemed to age? At least my cage still has its bars of gold.
See, little bird, your keeper is the cat -- How could I be loved by a man like that?
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