To Be Free

Lucky bird inside a gilded cage 
Golden words spoke by an ancient sage 
Everything you may have in life 
Still, all you hold is dust

Must I yearn forever to be free? 
Free to climb a tree and ponder 
Free to wander 

There's no desire I hold fonder 
Than to be, simply me, to be free
How ungrateful is this lucky bird 
Spurning privlege for one simple word 
Freedom to stretch these golden wings 
Freedom to touch the sky
Why one would ask would she want to be 
Free to throw away a treasure 

Born with pleasure 
I'd sacrifice riches beyond measure 
Just a girl, 
With a boy 
What a perfect fantasy 
To find love, to feel joy 
To be really free