Weaver Bird

Weaver bird weave your melody From the branch of a sycamore tree I am bound and you are free Why do you whisper to me I know of a road that lies straight and neat With markers each step of the way Complete from the beat of a thousand feet So why am I yearning to stray Weaver bird weave your melody From the branch of a sycamore tree I am bound and you are free Why call you softly to me I know that the road may be safe and clear But there is a price you must pay And slip you through the cracks And you won't get back And all who have seen look away Weaver bird weave your melody From the branch of a sycamore tree I will come, wait for me I wish to learn to be free So far Up from the beaten path I'm so Caught in the updraft That I know Now there is no going back Weaver bird weave your melody From the branch of a sycamore tree For at last, now I see The weaver bird I am she I'm not lost, for I am free My life belongs Just to me